The Many Faces of Zeke, Part I: It all started with a mouse named Coopie

Part I: It all started with a mouse named Coopie…


Sometime over this past winter, Zeke started pretending to be a baby mouse. Coopie, as Zeke called him, loved to snuggle, making little nests of the blankets in our bed and burrowing squeakily down into them. He spoke in a little squeaking voice and spoke frequently of his desire to be “warm and cozy”. He was small and frightened and always wanted his mama mouse (me) to hold him and keep him “safe”.

Soon afterward Zeke invented Ming-Kang. Ming-Kang is a “tiny baby cat”, and the most developed of Zeke’s many identities. When Zeke is Ming-Kang he is absolutely committed to his character. He speaks in a combination of pantomime and meows, resorting to a high-pitched little voice, only when he is unable to get his point across wordlessly. He will only eat food that I tell him is some concoction of mouse. He loves for me to hand him invisible little pretend mice, which he excitedly slurps down. He crawls around on all fours. He lays in my lap and purrs. When Zeke is Ming-Kang, I am Bonko, the “mama cat”, and Jack is Grink.
When Ming-Kang first appeared on the scene, Zeke would spend days at a time inhabiting his cat self. If I called him “Zeke”, he would rub his face against my leg, and meow quietly to remind me who he was. Lately, when Ming-Kang has to pee, he asks me in his kit-squeak voice to accompany him to the litter-box.

One day, he and a friend returned to our apartment after a trip to the park with his babysitter. I knew that Zeke was being a cat because I heard the meowing from the elevator shaft. When the doors opened, both boys were crawling and mewing, but it quickly became clear that Zeke was much more serious about being a cat than his buddy.
I made macaroni and cheese for lunch that day, which Ming-Kang only agreed to eat when I told him that is was “mouse macaroni and cheese”. This announcement gave Zeke’s friend pause.


“It’s not really mice is it?” he asked me, looking concerned, and totally dropping character.
“No,” I said. “We’re just pretending that it is.”
“Why?” he asked, clearly a little confused.
“Because you’re pretending to be cats and cats eat mice.”
“WHY?” he asked, more emphatically this time.

I didn’t really have an answer.

I have no idea why my son wants to spend much of his life as a cat.


“Because it’s fun,” our babysitter helpfully replied.
Ming-Kang smiled angelically and nodded in agreement.


Living life as Ming-Kang has made Zeke have to think a lot about the differences in values that make us different people. One day, Jack was wearing dinosaur pajamas and Ming-Kang pointed quite deliberately at the smiling T-Rex on Jack’s chest.
”What’s that?” he asked.
“A dinosaur.”
“I don’t like that,” he said in his Ming-Kang voice. “I only like gentle things.”
This is, needless to say, not the opinion of my 3-year-old human son, who sometimes comes to stay with us.

Conflicts between your identities are complicated, and can be distressing for anyone, let alone a three-year-old. Once, while I read stories to him in preparation for bed, Zeke turned to me seriously and asked, “Mommy, is Ming-Kang going to eat Coopie?” He had this uneasy, mournful look on his face. He loves both characters so much, I think the realization that they might not co-exist peacefully was genuinely distressing for him.
“No,” I said in my most comforting voice.

Ming-Kang is Zeke and Coopie is Zeke, so as long as we have Zeke we will always have both of them.”

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9 responses

  1. that is the perfect ending! this entry is especially great when read aloud. amanda's voice and humor really shine through.

    September 22, 2010 at 1:19 pm

  2. non

    So cute! Love it!! I read it aloud to Molly this morning, she's right. Beautiful drawings as always, my love ❤

    September 22, 2010 at 1:31 pm

  3. Needless to say, I can't read too much about my grandsons. Didn't even know about the Coopie identity…love the writing, love the illustrations.

    September 22, 2010 at 5:43 pm

  4. Funny. I always do final tweaking by reading aloud to myself and figuring out what works when I hear it. I guess it makes sense that it would work best that way.I love the drawings too, especially the mousecaroni and cheese.

    September 22, 2010 at 6:34 pm

  5. Really interesting stuff in this one. I like the narrative and illustrations very much, and the insight into Zeke's developing identity is fascinating.

    September 23, 2010 at 1:01 pm

  6. It really is impressive how deeply Zeke's developed Ming Kang's character. Of course, I'm impressed by every burp and hiccup from these kids. But he's taken this character very deeply, very thoroughly. And his mother is a very careful observer and writer. And the mouse macaroni picture is terrific.

    September 26, 2010 at 7:47 pm

  7. You guys are creative geniuses:) I love your blog ladies! Post with some frequency please!

    October 2, 2010 at 2:54 pm

  8. paul

    I read this a year ago and now again and it really holds up. Though Zeke’s friend was unsure of how real this cat character was (was the macaroni really mice?) so was Zeke when he wondered if Coopie and Ming-Kang could coexist. Like any artist he’s made it hard even for himself to suspend disbelief. This was a beautifully rendered story–by all three artists. The mouse macaroni picture was perfect.

    October 22, 2011 at 7:40 am

    • mamadestroy

      Thanks for reading!

      October 25, 2011 at 3:02 pm

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