The other day, Abigail, Katherine (my middle child) and I went to a friend's office to deliver something and on the way out we saw a gentleman on crutches. So, Abigail being her outspoken self, asked, "What's wrong with you?" The man replied, "I had polio when I was seven. How old are you?" Abigail said, "I'm four and she's (pointing to Katherine) nine. And there's this boy that lives at our house and he's twelve."
I thought the poor man would fall off his crutches when I informed him that "this boy" also happened to be Abigail's brother. I informed Thomas that he had been demoted from 'brother' to 'boy'. He just smiled. I think he's finally getting used to Abigail!
Another day, Abigail asked me about cars and getting from here to there. I answered her question and then went on to tell her that there weren't always cars and nicely paved roads like we have today. People used to have horses and buggies and carriages and such a very long time ago.
Her reply?
"You mean a long time ago when everything was in black and white instead of color?"
Yet another Abigail exclamation came after her bath a few nights ago. I helped her out of the bathtub and got a towel wrapped around her. As she was walking toward her room, she looked down inside the towel and said, "I'm just naked on the inside!"
We have a great lot of fun with Abigail in our household. Between Abigail and her mom (me) we can usually keep the whole house in stitches. You have to look at ADHD with some humor, and most ADDers look at themselves with humor most of the time. We're great fun to be around! My husband told me many years ago that when we were dating he wanted to marry me in part because I made him laugh. We had no idea about ADHD at that time, but I certainly took it as a compliment. And I still do.
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