Had to steal this from Erik's blog. One of my favorite recent Cooper stories that happened this weekend.
I was driving around with Cooper this weekend. We were running a few errands just the two of us and had a few funny conversations.
While we were driving, he said something to me that I didn’t fully understand. So I repeated back to him what I thought he was saying, to which he would reply, “NO!” until I nailed it. I don’t remember exactly what I tried, but here are a few things that give you the flavor of the things I tried: I’m sinking in the rain, I’m linking in the grain, I’m drinking in the drain. None of these really made sense, and Cooper was starting to get a bit frustrated.
As it turns out. He was saying: “I’m thinking in my brain.” Well, of course that’s what he was saying it makes perfect sense now. I tried, but failed to figure out how he had formulated this idea, so I did the next best thing and pursued the dialogue to its logical conclusions. I asked him, “What are you thinking about in your brain?” to which he replied, “trains!”
Here’s how the whole conversation went:
Cooper: I’m ——ing in my —-.
Me: You’re drinking in the rain?
Cooper: No, I’m ——ing in my —-.
Me: You’re stinking in the lane?
Cooper: No!, I’m ——ing in my —-.
Me: You’re blinking in the drain?
Cooper: NO!, I’m ——ing in my —-.
Me: Oh, you’re thinking in your brain.
Cooper: “Yeah. I’m thinking in my brain.”
<– I try in vain to get him to explain how/where he learned about thinking in his brain –>
Me: “What are you thinking about in your brain?”
Cooper: “Trains! What are you thinking about in your brain, Pa?”
<– we have a discussion about what each of us are thinking about –>
Me: “What are you thinking about in your brain now?”
Cooper: “I’m all finished.”
<– a couple seconds pass in silence –>
Cooper: “I can’t stop thinking in my brain!”