K3: Did I tell you that my grandson is a little person? He’s a dwarf. My wife cried one night when she thought about it, about how the world would treat him and always “look down” on him. Me, I don’t cry, at least not about that. I feel blessed above all others that God would send such a special person in our lives. He has Achondroplasia, It’s a genetic blip. God decreed that 1-in-80,000 people would be little people, and he happened to be the one.
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How small is he? He’s going on 5yrs old and he can still wear 2Ts. He’s small, but cute. He gets his good looks from his Grandpa J. He’s learned a lot already; he insist on doing things himself and being as independent as possible. I think little people may be born with a natural inclination to climb. I’m not sure of that, I’ll have to do some research.
He’s small, but he has all his fingers and toes, he’s really bow-legged, but in a good way. He doesn’t let it stop him, and he loves to run around as fast as he can. There’s nothing funnier than seeing him take giant steps, he lets his feet drag behind him like his legs are just ‘sooo’ long.
I think this achondroplasia could be a real blessing. A friend of mine who played some professional basketball once upon a time said that the only person from his high school basketball team that didn’t make a success of himself was the star of the team. Yeah! The guy that everyone thought would make it for sure was the only one left out. He said that he spent all of his time focusing on his basketball career, and when that didn’t pan out he had nothing left.
Kikki Barber said something similar. He said that even if you make in pro sports your career is short, and when you have to inter the work force you find out you’re older than the others applying for their “first real” jobs. It’s like your pro career puts you behind.
K3 won’t have that distraction. An athletic career is probably already eliminated from the realm of possibilities, (midget wrestling not withstanding).
Little people are among the most facinating I've ever met. They have a pension for vomiting. It's gotten to the point where he doesn't want you to clean it up for him. He'll run to the bathroom and do his business, and come out with cleaning supplies and take care of the problem himself. It's almost as if it embarrasses him for someone to clean up behind him, (tough!), and then he just goes back to playing, or about his business like it never happened, until the next time, (admirable!).
I can't tell you how blessed I feel with him around, and how proud I am of him, (and he's a real chick magnet! If I weren't married ...).
My wife and I kept him till school ended and now he's with his parents. It's just as it is suppose to be, and it was just in time for me to have my knee replacement surgery, but I still miss that special little guy running me ragged. Can't wait for him to come back and run me ragged again :).