Any parents of a newborn baby would know how fast time swoops by in between the feeding-peeing-pooping-cleaning and feeding-peeing-pooping-and-cleaning-again kind of cycle.  It was just 2 weeks ago when I photographed this little angel.  Before the world had much chance to meet His Cuteness (as opposed to His Highness), he's one (month young)!

Last night, I had a dream and Cooper was in it.  Here's what he told me in the dream:

"Me a happy baby.  I like to check things out and I like to smile, a lot."

"Daddy looks sharp in this outfit.  I can't wait to grow up to be like him."

"But it sure is boring work.  It ain't easy for my daddy to bring home bread everyday...  Ahhh...get me out of this!"

"Nothing beats a good sleep after all that work.  Dream, sweet dream..."

"They say I'm one month old.  Woo hoo... I'm a big baby now.  I want you all to know that I am dealing with some 'growing pain'.  But don't worry, as I will soon learn, 'no pain, no gain'.  I will be OK 'cause I'm Cooper the Trooper."

"You ask where's my mommy?  I hid her from you 'cause she's myyyy mommy.  Shhhh, don't wake her up.  Ever since I came around, she hasn't  slept 30 hours in a day."

Jesus, Carol, your baby reads your Facebook posts?