I don’t remember when – or how – I found out that I was right handed. I happen to have a parent who is left-handed, but I ended up a righty. My wife, likewise, is a righty, but statistically, there’s roughly a 17% chance that either of our kids could still end up a southpaw.
Somehow, along the way, the Monster’s in-school OT has become convinced that he’s a righty, but I’m not so sure. Continue reading