Birthdays in the Cooper house usually include silliness, your cake of choice and a chicken and cheese casserole that clogs the arteries and provides a gateway to Nirvana. In short, they are awesome.
Last night I got to spend a blissful two hours on Skype celebrating this stud muffin’s 22nd. You sure know how to throw a party lil’ bro – even from 3,000 miles away.
Happy Birthday!