So, in my unprofessional opinion, there are a number of steps that a child goes through when learning about objects in this world. The first stage is acknowledging their existence.
Then once they able to, they start to reach and grab for them.
This is followed by the stage where they know what they feel like, now they want to find out what they taste like.
Eva’s moved on to the less publicized forth stage. This is the stage where they can grab a toy and want to know what happens to it when they spike it. Some thud, like the toy hippo. Some roll away, like many of her ball toys. Some come back and splash her in the face, if she attempts to spike in the tub (which she does…often).
She’s starting to transition to the fifth stage, the stage where you take two objects and whack them together. Fun if it’s a mallet and drum, less fun when it’s toy hard plastic toys.
This isn’t a post about learning about objects though. It’s learning about Eva. Let’s go back to stage four, spiking. We could present her a ball; she would grab it and spike it. Here’s the interesting part. She could grab the ball with either hand, whichever one was closest to the ball. To spike though, if she grabbed it with her right hand, she would transition it to her left for the spike. When an object was presented between both hands, she would grab it with her left. It appears that we have a south paw in our nursery.
I think I read once that left handers are 1 out of every 9 people. This makes her unique. She has reddish blond hair. This makes her unique. She’s adopted, which also makes her unique. Combined together she is super unique.
Now, you as a reader of this blog, are probably at a stage in life where unique is good. Unique friends give you different perspectives on life. Unique relatives have the best stories. Unique co-workers recommend different entertainment that you normally wouldn’t have a chance to experience.
However, there are points in life where unique is seen as a flaw. Take my post on Eva going to church, or just look at kids in junior high, who are all unique in the same way. There will probably be a time where she sees her uniqueness as a hurdle, but I hope she doesn’t. She might not. She has such a sunny disposition now; it’s hard to imagine her moody (flash to every parent of a teenager trying to remember when they thought that).