Yep, you are in trouble!

What Jeff failed to mention, is that he asked why dinner was not ready at 4:45pm!!! And....I prefer to be called Becky-Beck.

Man, I'm in trouble!!!

I want to apologize for not writing yesterday. Something came up. Okay, actually...I got in trouble. It seems like I'm always in the doghouse. I mean, I was ready to post. I had a list of topics I wanted to cover. I was ready to write about Christmas songs and the current state of basketball. However, I lost the desire after my somewhat animated conversation with Bubba. Before I tell you the story, I'm pleading innocent, and I want you to know I'm the victim here. This is how it all went down. I came home from work hungrier than a newborn baby. I was ready to eat. So, I asked Bubba if dinner was done. I knew it wasn't. I saw that the timer had 26 minutes left. I thought the comment was harmless, right? I was just teasing. Bubba didn't see it that way. She was hot...much hotter than our meal. I mean, I might have made another comment that went something like this, "Well, it would have been nice if dinner would have been done when I got home." I'll never admit to being the smartest man. You could probably compare me to the Crocodile Hunter. I'm not afraid to play with dangerous animals. I would say Bubba is like a KOALA bear...cute and cuddly on the outside, but ready to attack at any moment. Maybe I should stop right here and let you imagine how the rest of our conversation went last night. It was an entertaining night at the Coopers. I love Bubba! Okay, I'm sick. I just ate a large frosty. I promise my next entry will be better. I'll have plenty of takes. Alexis, was that you? Smells like cooper.

Kids, kids & more kids

Cohen Cooper Anderson

Congratulations to Jeffs sister Jodi and our brother-in-law Ryan for bringing a new baby boy into the family today!!

Well, Jeff has decided that we need to take turns updating the blog. He says daily........HA, we will see about that. So, my day was filled with kids. Mine and others. I had the privilege of watching several different kids throughout the day. To tell you the truth, I look forward to watching other kids play here. As the kids have gotten older, it is really more of a help than a hinder. They just run off and play. Today, as I watched a little boy named Derek, it brought back fond memories when he came running in with a Barbie doll (Sorry, Mat but, I promise he wasn't playing with it). I had to laugh to his mom Lindsay telling her what my mom used to do with our Barbie dolls when we were growing up. I think like any mom, my mother started to get concerned as her boys were getting older seeing these naked Barbies lying around. She decided she would paint underwear and bras on all of our Barbies. Unfortunately, this made word around my schoolmates. I had boys teasing me that my mom painted underwear on my Barbies. I hate to admit that I denied it up and down. Now, it is my turn to decide what to do to cover up our Barbies. It's not enough to just ask my daughters to keep them dressed! Well, I better run. Lexi has to finish reading 30 more pages by the end of the night for a book report. Unfortunately, she is following my procrastination ways. ----Becky

Coop's Scoop is ON!!!

Okay, here goes draft #3. I have a bad feeling about this. I hate writing. So why in the world am I doing a blog? I don't know. I guess it's because I just lectured my children on the importance of keeping a journal or diary. That was a mistake. My wife is really excited about doing this blogging thing, and now she's lecturing ME on how to make a blog. She's a backseat blogger. I'm regretting the lecture...mine and hers. I wonder if my father ever felt that way after the hundreds of lectures he gave me as a kid. Oh wait, he still gives them to me. I thought maybe they would stop after I left the house. I'm 32 now with one wife and 4 interesting kids, but the lectures never stop. Big Jeff(Dad), Kenna(Mom) and my sweet wife of almost 10 years, Bubba (wife), all give them to me. I'm stuck in a circle of lectures.

As I'm writing this blog, I'm reminded of my first day of kindergarten. It was horrible!!! Kenna made me wear a vomit brown button up shirt and nasty dress pants, also brown. Our first house was brown. My only friend in Kindergarten had the last name of Brown, Jeffrey Brown. Brown is one of the ugliest colors alive. Can colors be alive? I don't know. I guess the point I'm trying to make is that from the beginning my parents wanted me to be a nerd. Maybe they thought it would make me a better student. Nice try. Didn't work. My other reason for bringing up my first day of school is that this first blog is just like that day, horrible. Did I mention I hate writing? If you're looking for a grammatically correct blog, go to my brother's or sister's blog. He's a lawyer, and she received a degree in English.

I guess I'm required to talk about my family in my blog. I think I read it somewhere in the blog agreement when I signed up. What? You don't read those exciting license agreements that some overpaid lawyer dictated to his secretary? Lawyers are great. More on them in future blogs. Back to my family. I'm married to Bubba. We have 4 unusual children. Alexis is 7 and reading a 100 page book right now that's supposed to be done by tomorrow. She's on page 10. I love kids. Procrastination runs in the family. So does constipation and irritation. Max is my only boy. He's 6. He loves the piano and wearing costumes. Not a good sign. I think Liberace started out that way too. Here's a link to him playing the piano:


Ashlyn is our 3 year old. She looks like my wife but acts exactly like me. She spends a lot of time in her room. She's just misunderstood. Our youngest child is Reese. She's 6 months. Bubba just made her cry. Reese is going to be one tough kid. She takes a lot of abuse from the 3 older kids and I guess my wife. Bubba said she was just trying to make her smile. By making a scary face? Right.

Okay, need to go. The girls are fighting over barbie.com and my 0-10 Dolphins are about ready to play on Monday Night Football. I'm excited to watch former BYU QB John Beck. I'm a huge BYU football fan. Remember when Monday Night Football used to be MUST SEE TV. Man, times have changed. Bubba, was that you? Smells like Cooper.