Where’s your hand?

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.