My eight year old, Cooper, is……unique. I find all of my kids funny, but there is something about him that is different. When one first meets Cooper, he can come across as, for lack of a better word, clueless,in his own world. Thinking that would be your first mistake. That kid is extremely smart and doesn’t miss a thing. He can fly under the radar because he doesn’t say much. What he’s doing is observing everything around him. He catalogs what he sees and hears and will then bust out with profound thoughts and insight. He makes me feel like an idiot all the time.
The first inkling of his personality came when he was 11 months old. Cooper did not babble as a baby. He said the words he needed to say, to have his needs met:Dada,mama, sissy, eat, milk and so on. You could not use “baby talk” with him because the way he looked at you when you did, made you feel like a ding dang moron. One day when he was 11 months old, he and I were running errands while his 3-year-old sister was at preschool. I looked at the time and noticed that we had to pick her up. We headed out to our car and I was talking to him. Just small talk like, ” Oh, look at the big truck. Do you see the bird?” and so on. As I was putting him in his car seat I said, in a sing, song mommy voice ” We better hurry and get sissy. What are we gonna do? Huh, buddy?” That baby turned to me with his serious blue eyes and said, clear as day, “I don’t know.” I screamed and almost dropped the child. He looked at me as if to say, ” Why would you ask a question if you didn’t expect an answer?”
Last year when Coop was in first grade, I went to school to have lunch with him. His class wasn’t in the cafeteria yet, so I decided to go and meet him outside his classroom. The door opened and Coop was one of the first kids out the door. He gave me the smallest of waves and a tiny smile and started down to the lunch room. One of his little friends came trotting up next to him and asked ” Is that your mom, Coop?” Cooper nodded and kept walking. His friend said “Yeah, I can tell…..same hair color as you.” Cooper looked at his friend and replied, ” Oh, that’s not her real hair color. She spends a lot of my dad’s money on that.” He kept walking and I was left standing there , as I often am with Cooper, speechless.