Recently, he followed me into our office. He can reach the drawers now so the first thing he does is pull open a drawer and reach for something to grab. This time, it was a mechanical pencil. I kept a close eye on him as he walked around to the other side of the desk, curious as to what his plan was.
He did not poke his eye out. He did not scribble on the wall. He did not write on the furniture. Instead, he walked over to the pencil cup on the desk and put the pencil away.
This was extraordinary to me.
You see, he has an extremely anal retentive mother. A mother who uses a specific type of pencil and a specific type of pen. The pencil cup on the desk contains all matching pencils and pens.
Never have I shown Jackson this pencil cup. However, he is observant enough to know that it is there. He recognized that the pencil in his hand matched the pencils in the cup. He connected the dots and decided his pencil must also belong in the cup.
I find that remarkable.
Remarkable for the amount of cognitive thinking my 15-month old boy exhibited. Remarkable because maybe, just maybe, despite being a carbon copy of his father, there's a little bit of his anal retentive mother in there too.
Or it could have just been a total accident.
But I'm going to stick with remarkable.
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