My Wise One

I get excited every time Cooper opens his mouth. Whatever he says is always bound to be a gem. He has such an imagination and at times seems far wiser then his time. Plus, there is always the added benefit of hearing him say whatever it is he says with his unique Cooper personality; the way he tilts his head, his matter of fact tone, and top it all off with his facial expressions: always a winning combination.

Here are two quick stories:

Last Sunday I couldn't get my dress zipped up.
I asked Kami for her help.
She tried and tried but couldn't get it. Being much like me in nature and not wanting to hurt my feelings she said "Maybe you should ask Cooper. He's stronger than me."

Cooper came in and after two failed attempts he said to me
"You're probably too fat for this dress."
And then he walked away.

He is my wise one.

That's what I like about Cooper, he calls it as he sees it and when he knows something he knows it with all his heart.

Story #2 (Let me preface this with the obvious: mothering is not my strong suit right now. Seems like nothing is.)

I had asked Cooper to get me a diaper for Max.
"What?" he asked
I raised me voice: "GET ME A DIAPER!"
"I could heard you say it nice." he responded as he hopped off the couch
"Could you say sorry?" he asked as he walked to the bedroom
"Sorry" I inquisitively said
"I could heard you say it nice. I have good listening ears. You only need to say it nice."

I'm sorry Cooper. You're right. I only need to say it nice. Thank you for teaching me, again.

See? He is my wise one.