Conner Alden Cook

Conner was born Feburary 8, 2001 and weighed 6 lbs. 14 oz. I remember that night like it was yesterday! The nurses brought him to me all bundled up and i remember whispering in his ear, "are you momma's boy" and cradling him up by my cheek all night long as I cried silent tears...I know that sounds overly dramatic but it is true. He was due on the 15th, but my doctor gave me the option to be induced a week early and I jumped at the chance. I probably should have been patient and let him come when he wanted because I don't think he was quite ready to leave the comfort of his momma's belly. He came out with attitude and it never left! For the first two years he would not leave my side, he was always hungry eating every two hours and had to be held all day long. The minute I put him down he would cry until I picked him up again. Night time was not much better...he still wanted to eat every two hours and would never, and I tried everything, sleep in a crib. Yes, he slept right next to me until he was almost two. We moved him into his own room and even then he would wake up several times a night to get a drink. I tried putting a sippy cup next to his bed but he would have nothing to do with that. He wanted to see me get up out of bed go down stairs get him a drink and loveingly bring it to him. Now I don't think I've mentioned that I did stop breast feeding him when he was 14 months and had to force feed him regular food. He would only eat, peanut butter and honey sandwiches, chicken nuggets, scambled eggs, pizza, a certain type of burrito, and anything with sugar in it......and I think that is about it. Yep.....that is it...nothing else and I mean nothing else. I think I've made him sound like he was a horrible baby but he really wasn't. Aside from these few things he was such a fun and cute little boy. His first word was ball, than dad, and mom didn't come until he was over a year and a half...no lie. It was almost like he was being stubborn, because every time I would say, "say mommy" he would say daddy. We would just laugh because it got to be quite comical. When he turned two is when his little personality started to shine. He was so fun to have around....he didn't get into things, he wasn't mean, except to his cousin Ellie, he would play with "his guys" at the table for hours....as long as I was in the room with him. If I did leave the room he would pick up "his guys" and move to the room I was in. He loved swords, guns, cars, and "his guys".
I always had to be careful when I took him places because he would say the most random offensive things. One time I was in Costco and he told the lady that I was talking to that she looked like a witch, she said, "Why because of my spikey hair." and Conner said, "No, because of your nose....it's so big." When I was in Walmart he told a man with long hair that he looked like a girl and almost got us beat up. He would ask my clients that were a little bigger why they were so big. That is when I banned him from my Pilates studio. I had to start telling him what things he could say and what he absolutely under any circumstances could not say.
He also had a love for spider man, Colby would put him up to the wall and Conner would pretend to climb it. It was so funny! We really had so much fun with him and still do. As he gets older he blows me away with the depth he has. He is almost always thoughtful, loves to be praised, loves sports more then food. Here are some of his favorite things:

1. Favorite color: Green
2. Favorite food: Cheese pizza
3. Favorite sport: Basketball for right now
4. Favorite team: Celtics
5. Favorite player: Kevin Garnett and Labraun James

He loves to be with his family or have a friend over. He has a hard time going over to friends houses, he just doesn't like to be away from home. He still loves to sleep by me and Colby but that doesn't happen too often unless one of us is out of town. When he was two and a half he fell down while holding a glass full of ice and water and cut through the tendons and nerves in his right hand. He was diagnosed this last summer June, 17th 2008 with type 1 diabetes which he has handled it like a true hero. He has never cried once from pricking his finger or giving himself shots, which he has to do at least 5 times a day. He loves to play sports and is really good at all of them. He is so coordinated and has so much rythym. I always tell him that I want to sign him up for breakdancing. He would be so good! He is a good sharer and it makes him feel so bad when his sisters won't share with him. He likes me to tuck him in at night and when he says his prayers they are so thoughtful! He really looks up to his big sister. He wares his emotions on his sleeve, you always know when something is wrong. He will ask and ask for something even when you've told him over and over no no no no no no no and then he still asks. I love this kid so sosososososososo much and I always know that he loves me because he tells me all the time.