Perhaps it’s appropriate I start my new blog with a holiday post about the things I’m thankful ADHD has given my family.
- Constant Entertainment
- Hyper focused Love
- And, “What the….???”
Our holiday adventures began with a cue from REI and #OptOutside. Our plan was a hike in the Olympic National Park… a fun family adventure. But things got off to a rocky start. My son Cole missed the cue about getting ready for a hike, even though we all met in a group and said, “Let’s get ready and meet back here in twenty minutes.”
Standing in the lodge lobby ready to go, we looked around for our missing fifth person. Already knowing the answer, we asked the question anyway “Where’s Cole?” After eye rolls by everyone in the group, I trudged up the stairs in coat and boots to find him in his pajamas playing on his ipad.
“Buddy?”, I said with my all to familiar disapproving look. Knowing full well what the look on my face meant, he shut down the ipad and sheepishly got off the bed.
Ten minutes later, Cole finally appeared in the lobby to an anxious ridden Nathan. (Ironically, he hates to wait for others.) When Cole finally appeared, he forgot to put on his hiking clothes and brush his teeth. Back up the stairs he went, another ten minutes later, success.
Once we got moving, the hike was a joyous #ADHD adventure. We laughed, “geeked out” on plants and ice crystals, and I got a few sudden kisses from Nathan, which elicited “Gross! Dad! Stop it!” from our teenage group. I also enjoyed the sounds of nature. Not from the forest, but from my family’s unique audio system. No matter what the age, my kids constantly talk, and if words escape them, senseless noise will do. I’ve tried fighting the noise with repeated “Shhhh”, but it just feeds their inner stereo.
My favorite dialogue of the day:
Madeline: “Mom… don’t go into the meadow! Did you not see Bambie? They always get you in the meadow!”
Me: “What’s going to get me in the meadow?”
Madeline: “The elk. They’ll stab us with their antlers! … or the bears… they’ll give us tumors.”
Me: “What the?”
Madeline: “It’s in all the movies. The music starts to play, and then BAM… they get killed in the meadow.”