A Cold is Just a Cold
She is intolerant of sniffles. When her nose runs, she is mad with contempt.
– Why is my nose always running?
– It’s just a cold, Jordan. We all get them.
– I don’t understand why my nose gets so cranky.
And there you have it: Jordan’s personification of the world. Her runny nose is not a symptom of a seasonal cold, it is an insubordinate appendage caught in an insurrection against her body. She scolds her feet the same way. When she tries to wear her boots without her braces the big toe sometimes pokes down and makes her uncomfortable. We adjust and try again, sometimes requiring several tries. Whenever the toe falls down again she rages.
– Oh! Toe, why are you being so stubborn?
She’ll appeal to me.
– Dad, you need to talk to Toe. She won’t get back up.
I always comply. I have a chat with Toe, then supervise as Jordan tries again. It’s half play and half her view of the world. Everything has a personality, none more than she. (more…)
