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Cooper is turning into a little person.   You know, babies are just kind of delicious little blobs when they first come out, then they morph into funny little creatures who giggle and coo and laugh, then suddenly one day you realize that they actually might be thinking something.

Today Cooper went past the “Waaa!  You took my toy away!” milestone and entered the “Hey Mom!  I’m tired of this silly rattle.  Give me something good!” milestone.  I had set him in the floor with some toys while I colored with Kenny a few feet away.  Cooper, who is moments away from a crawl, rolled and pulled himself over to the coffee table where we were coloring.  He pushed up on his hands and reached with all his might to the lower shelf where a little board book that I’ve read to him a few times had been set, grasped it, pulled it down and then squealed with delight.  Then he looked at me and said, “Dada!”  (This translates of course into “Dearest Mum, will you read this delightful book to me please?”)  “Cooper!  Do you want to read that book?”  He giggled and tried to pull himself into my lap.  I complied and set him on my legs and read the book a few times through.  Then he rolled off and went after one of Kenny’s crayons.

Busy though I may be, I was so excited to see that he’s starting to think, you know?  He can’t talk, but he figured out how to communicate to me what he wanted to do.  Not only that, but he wanted to  do something specific.  He’s a genius.