The first time we went to Scottish Rite to talk to the doctor’s about Brenden’s hand they told us he’d be fine, he’d amaze us, come back in two years. Today was the day that we went back, and we had a pretty familiar message. He looks fine, he’s doing great, come back in two years. I really didn’t expect to hear anything other than that because I honestly can’t see one single way not having a hand is holding him back. But I did expect a little more observation. I thought they’d watch him play more. I think we met with the 4 doctors for about 10 minutes after waiting about an 1 hour and a half to get in. I’m not complaining though. I’m glad there wasn’t anything that stood out to them as a problem that we just weren’t seeing. So we’ll go back before he starts school and make sure he’s getting the hang of shoe laces and buttons and things like that.

Brenden did have a great time in the waiting room playing with a little boy named Gavin we happens to live very near us. He also liked the big train they have in the hallway. He was worn out by the time we left at 10. Of course that didn’t stop him from waiting until 3:30 to go down for his nap. But he did play very quietly until then.