Friday, June 1, 2012

Cooper's Mind

The boys attended the library's summer reading program kickoff.  The highlight was the stuffed animal zip line.  They watched the librarian place their stuffed animals in the basket.  Then, the basket whizzed down the line to the animal's owner.  

Cooper approached me clutching a baseball.  

"I'm going outside," he announced.  "Don't worry.  I'm probably not doing anything dangerous and I doubt I'll hit a window."

Warning bells began to ring.

I dared to ask, "Cooper, what are you doing?"

"It's private," he whispered with a smirk as he slipped out the door and into our backyard.

I contemplated whether I should chase after him.  Instead, I crept to the window and spied on him in the backyard.  He pinged around the yard grasping an array of goodies: tennis racket covers,  frisbees, baseball bases.  I gazed at the scene and wondered for the upteempth time how his mind works.  I certainly can't keep up.

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