So tonight, during questions, the semi nightly ritual Brody and I do, he asked me why he only has 4 fingers, and why his thumb is on the wrong side (it's not). He said, "dat's not fair."
Over the following minutes, i stumbled through telling him everyone is different, that's how God made him, and that he can do everything everyone else can. I told him some people only have one arm or one leg. He asked me "how do day walk or hold stuff?" I told him, "they figure it out. Like you figured out how to draw and eat. They just do."
Then I kissed his hand and said "I love this hand," and I told him I love him if he has 4 fingers or 10 thumbs. He got really goofy, not his usual serious self like he normally is during questions.
Then he asked me why T. Rexes are so mean. And why the moon doesn't shine during the day.
It's amazing to me that I have completed 19 years of education, and I still had no good answers tonight.
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