So, I’m not doing too great of a job keeping up with this blog, but I thought I’d throw in a quick story in hopes of keeping it going.
The boy loves animals. He loves playing with them, reading about them, watching them on TV, & most of all, pretending to be them. He is actually pretty good at this. He can make lots of great animal sounds & can run on four legs almost better than he can on two. His favorite animal is a jaguar. He has pretended to be a jaguar for as long as I can remember. One of his favorite games to play with his daddy is “Big Bear, Little Jaguar.” Although, I’m not sure it would really be considered a game, but more like the two of them just attacking each other and wrestling while making animal sounds.
Yesterday when he got home from school, as we were doing his reading homework, he pointed out some bumps on his arm (near his wrist on the under side). I told him that it was just some little bumps and that it kind of looked like a little bit of poison ivy or some sort of bug bite.
He had another diagnosis.
Our conversation proceeded thus:
Him: “What are those little things dogs have on their paws that have a claw in them but it doesn’t touch the ground?”
Me: “Oh, you mean a dewclaw….I’m pretty sure that’s not what that is.”
Him: “Yeah. You know how I’m part jaguar….I think my body is just starting to grow one of those claws.”
His little face was just as serious as it could be while he spoke in a very matter-of-fact tone. I was having a hard time keeping a straight face, as he earnestly believe his theory was spot on. He has believed he is part jaguar for some time now.
So thinking back, this theory could possibly be my own doing. A few weeks ago, he was saying how he didn’t like the birthmark he has on his face. So, being the coolest mom around, I reminded him how he was part jaguar (because we love to play along with and encourage his colorful imagination) and told him that was just one of his jaguar spots and then pointed out a couple of other marks on his body like freckles & such that were also jaguar spots. This instantly made him feel better about it and maybe even proud to have it.
I did try to tell him that this dewclaw theory just wasn’t plausible, but he just wasn’t having it. He also forgets what it is called and refers to it as a dewpaw, which, in my opinion, makes just as much sense. So I’m sure when he gets home from school today, I’ll just go ahead and ask him how his emerging dewclaw is doing, and he will respond with his innocent, seemingly logical answer. And I just can’t wait to hear it. 🙂