It's ok, my thumb isn't lonely.

Tonight we were getting ready for dinner and Skyler came running up to me calling "Mommy Jacque!" (which is annoyingly adorable, but that's another post all together!)

I bent down to see what she wanted to show me, and she held her hands out. She said: "Look! I have five fingers!" I replied "Yes, you do!" and then she held out her left hand and said "I don't have any fingers. Just a thumb."

We talked for a few moments about her hand, as a two year old she was content to know that she had pointed this out to me and ran off to play. Fast forward about 20 minutes to eating dinner and she looked at me, very serious and said: "It's ok Mommy Jacque, my thumb isn't lonely. My thumb is special because it doesn't have fingers." And then she smiled and ate her grilled cheese.

I know we'll have another discussion in the future, but this was the first time she really acknowledged out loud that she knows she's different.