I knew Jordan was getting to the point when she would be able talk about her difference. I think Sunday was the first day I got to watch her in action. There was a little girl sitting next to her at church who looked over to her mom and said: “That girl doesn’t have an arm!” I looked at her and said my traditional: “That’s how she was born.” Then Jordan gave her explanation:
“I got a big hand. See my hand. And I got a little arm. This is my little arm.”
So matter of fact. So to the point. I loved it.
Today I took the kids to the local water spray park and Jordan turned up her independent attitude. She demanded I stay away from her as she ran between the playground and the water sprayers. If only she’d feel that independent about potty training. I have her going commando at home, but she made a mess of things during a newsroom visit earlier today. I’m leaning towards going back to Pull Ups until the messes stop. Commando at home, Pull Ups in public. The process exhausts me!!! Seriously, I was down to two Pull Ups when this problem turned up. I was about to have a personal ceremony honoring the end of landfill piles of poop.
Here’s a silly moment at the water spray park: