Introducing Coop. Interestingly, he has chosen to wear a football helmet at all times. Bedtime, meals, homework and baths don’t sway my little boy. It’s what I love about Cooper. He consistently reminds me of my childhood. The days where I was certain Dairy Queen land (you know, with mountains made of chocolate and streams made of strawberry goodness) really existed. Where Wonder Woman and Aquaman didn’t just exist on a cartoon. ….where my toys and dolls made my day revolve. When I get lost in bills or meals, I can always depend on him to ground me with a comic book recap or better yet…. a miniature lecture about his rock collection. I’m so thankful for my little super hero.