Tornado S has decided he needs to put his hands in first when it comes to putting on his shirt. Since I’m dressing him, I prefer to do it head first, but big brother Tornado E does it hands first, so too must Tornado S.
As we struggled with the shirt, Tornado S managed to get his right hand through first. His left hand was still stuck in the shirt.
I began to tease him by saying, “Where’s your hand? Where’s your hand?”
Tornado S pulled his right hand out of the shirt. He reached through the left arm hole and pulled out his left hand.
“Here it IS!” he yelled with joy.
Hmmm. I think I should just be quiet.
