Cooper: Mommy, I have a girlfriend.
Me: Oh, you have a girlfriend?
Cooper: Yes. Do you want to know her name?
Me: Yes, what is your girlfriend’s name?
Cooper: Sofia.
Me: That’s a pretty name. Is Sofia in your class?
Cooper: Yes.
Me: Does Sofia know that she is your girlfriend?
Cooper: Yes. She asked me. And I thought it was a good idea.
Me: What does she look like?
Cooper: [Silence.]
Me: Is she tall or is she short?
Cooper: She is short.
Me: What color is her hair?
Cooper: [Silence]
Me: Is it like Maile’s hair (blonde) or like Charlotte’s hair (dark brown)?
Cooper: It’s like Maile’s and like Charlotte’s hair.
Me: So it’s brown, but lighter than Charlotte’s. What do you do with your girlfriend?
Cooper: I give her a lift so she can reach the red bar.
Me: Well, that’s very nice of you.
Cooper: Yep. I don’t need a lift, I can reach the red bar all by myself. Sofia tries to give me a lift, but she doesn’t have to. I can do it by myself.
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