The McCloy family (Louie included) all loaded up yesterday morning and drove the three hours down to Columbia, Missouri. We met Otey’s parents to celebrate Cooper’s almost-two-year-old-birthday. We went out to eat last night and had a GREAT meal. Longhorn. I LOVE that place. If you’ve never eaten at one, Google it, and go. We all got rooms in Columbia and then hit Chuck E. Cheese first thing this morning. Yes… I said Chuck E. Cheese at like 9:30am. We were the only ones there for almost an hour and Cooper had soooo much fun. He ran around to every game and ride-on-car and laughed and laughed. He is an unusually happy kid on a normal day just at home, but you add in a set of grandparents and a bunch of blinking light up token eating games, and holy cow… sheer bliss. After lunch at Ruby Tuesday’s (you didn’t think we actually ate at Chucky’s did you?) we drove an hour north to Macon, Missouri to look at a pony for Cooper. A PONY! We have been kind of looking since Vegas. When I say “we” I mean me and Cooper’s Grandpa Bill. Unfortunately, we all agreed that “Biscuit” just wasn’t the right fit for our family. Seriously though, could Biscuit be any cuter of a name for a pony? So, Cooper ate some dirt and chased their cat around for awhile, and then we all parted ways and headed home. Us two hours north to Ottumwa IA, and them four hours south to Licking, MO. I know I have said this 100 times, but Cooper (and Cletus) are so lucky to have wonderful Grandparents on both sides that want to spend time with them and couldn’t love them anymore. The only thing that could make it better would be if both sets would move to Iowa.