My 11-year-old son Tommy's attention deficit disorder is a serious matter, posing lots of challenges for him at school in particular. But sometimes, you've just got to laugh.
A few recent cases in point:
The missing books. Tommy's history teacher has four students in her class who are missing their textbooks. She emails the parents, telling them that their kids have misplaced their books and they need to send in payments for new ones. Then one day she's walking down the hallway when she notices Tommy at his locker with the door open. Inside are... five history books. His, plus the missing four. Maybe he was planning to start a business?
The huge spoon. I take Tommy, his younger brother and his best friend to Sweet Frog, the new frozen yogurt store in Yorktown. The boys go through the line adding their toppings and get their yogurts weighed, and then go to a table while I am paying. I glance over and notice Tommy's spoon looks unusually large. Upon further inspection, it also has the word "Oreos" clearly stamped at the end. Instead of a small plastic spoon, he is eating with one of the serving spoons from the toppings bar. Miraculously, he does not catch any kind of illness.
The wine tasting. Thanksgiving Day at his uncle and aunt's house. Tommy reaches for his cup of milk and instead grabs a wine glass. He is somehow oblivious to the fact that a wine glass is a completely different shape than a milk cup. He takes a big gulp and soon has the most horrified expression on his face. "Mommy," he yells out. "What did I just drink?" Hopefully this will go far in discouraging underage drinking.
The fashion statement. On a recent school morning, Tommy goes upstairs to get dressed and comes down with: 1) his shirt on not only backward, but inside out, 2) his brother's sweatpants on, which are extremely tight and short and c) a pair of dirty socks from his laundry hamper.
The birthday card. Mom asks Tommy to sign a card for a friend. Tommy writes his friend's name instead of his own on two different cards before getting it right. Asked to write his friend's name on the envelope, he writes Tommy.
The bathroom visit. Tommy races into the bathroom after school, only to emerge a few seconds later because he needs to tell me that he had to run a lot in gym class. Then a pause. "Wait, what was I about to do?" he asks. "You went into the bathroom," I told him. "Oh yeah," he says, "I really have to pee, really bad."
The list goes on. All I can say is, life with him is never boring. I wish I could take away the parts of his ADHD that makes his life hard, but I wouldn't trade any of the wacky moments.
He's one of a kind for sure!