Cooper went to watch his first parade yesterday. He loved it. He has ridden in lots of parades, but we have never been the normal people sitting on the sidewalk catching the candy. He couldn’t believe it when all the “snacks” started landing right there at his feet. Gold mine! You mean I just sit here and people throw candy at me? A box of yellow “NERDS” were for sure the highlight of the day. After the parade we came home and I started having contractions. Pretty mild ones, exactly ten minutes apart for like 6 hours. I called the doctor’s office to see how close he wanted them together before I went to the hospital. He said for us to come in right away and let him check out the progress. Otey and I left Cooper with Grandma and headed to the hospital. Three hours later, we headed back home with instructions to just hang out until they get stronger or closer together. So that’s what I’m doing right now…. hanging. I think Otey and I are going to take Cooper to the waterpark this afternoon. If 500 screaming kids can’t put me in to full blown labor… I don’t know what can.