Turning lefty

I have to say that I've been very proud of Biscuit's left-handed efforts.

I've talked before about his demand for independence, and that goes for using his left hand to do everything he can.

The first day of school, they had some worksheets to do while the teacher was collecting all the paperwork we had to fill out — emergency contact form, transportation form, etc.

I saw one worksheet in his homework folder, but when I took it out, I was quite impressed. He wrote all his answers left-handed.

It's not beautiful, but it is definitely legible. And right now, that's all that counts.

He's been doing everything left-handed this week — math and reading. I've been very impressed and very proud.

I told him, "Not everybody could just swap over to their other hand like that. You know that, right?"

He remembers me telling him the story about how he didn't decide which hand to use until he was 4. We would mess with him. We'd put his silverware on the left, and that's which hand he would eat with. And if we put the silverware on the right, that's the hand he'd eat with. So he tells everybody that him not deciding until just before school started is why he can be left-handed now.

But I told him, "This should show you that if you work hard and practice at something, you can do it."

I hope he remembers that lesson and applies it to other things in his life.