"Mom, look at me. Is my right arm bigger than the left?"
"Yes," I said, "I think that's common."
"I've got to stop using my right arm!"
By this morning, he was frustrated. He kept forgetting, and using his dominant hand.
"Maybe I should tie my arm behind my back."
I suggested that he pretend his arm was tied behind his back, but I knew that was a dumb suggestion. An hour later I found him writing on his hand with a Sharpie.
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