His Oma said he was spunky, his parents said he was exhausting.
Cooper's parents had issues of their own. They truly were gluttons for punishment. They did crazy things like drive to Florida with a 10 month old and 2 year old, and run obscenely long distances for fun.
Well Cooper's crazy parents decided it was time Cooper started sleeping in a big boy bed, the weekend they moved to a new house. Now most parents would realize how tired they would be just from moving, and running 13 miles the next morning, and assembling furniture, and painting, and unpacking, and would keep that spunky boy in his crib for just a little longer. But not Cooper's parents. Cooper's parents would sleep when they were dead, and Cooper would sleep in his big boy bed.
And get out of bed he did. At nap time, and bed time, and at 5am. Cooper's mom and dad were tired, so tired, as tired as they had ever been. When they got to sleep they dreamt about sending Cooper to Oma's house for a week. But then it happened.
That spunky little blonde head, in his one piece footie pajamas, with Elmo hanging from his right hand, came scampering into his parents bedroom at 5:30am, and his mom's heart exploded with adoration of that spunky little exhausting boy, and they decided to keep him after all.