Back in 2010 on the day we got Amelie’s referral a random thing happened. We got her file and were scrolling through it on the computer and in my head I thought, “Great. We can adopt her, she’s so cute, her hands aren’t really a special need, but HOW in the world will I teach her how to use scissors?”
Now trust me, I understand that I was totally hyped up from waiting and knowing that this would be the day we would be matched and it was all so exciting and that affected my thoughts so randomly. But the problem was that I didn’t say anything out loud. So after who knows how long Mike says, “Louanne, are you going to say something? Are we going to adopt her?”And I am like, “OF COURSE! Yes, sorry, I was thinking about scissors.” I instantly felt bad that I was ready to go get her tomorrow, but left Mike hanging there wondering.
Fast forward to last year and I am thinking about working with Amelie on new fine motor skill practice like scissors and that kind of thing. Being the supply loving person I am, I start checking out scissors everywhere. And I buy various types of “special” scissors. Some that are supposed to help toddlers or people with hand issues or whatever.
Turns out all it was all a waste of time and money. She does an awesome job with plain old school scissors that I picked up on an extra buck deal from CVS.
I am sure there is a lesson here for me on worrying 🙂
