On the way to gymnastics this week, my Baby Bear shouted, "No! Stop!" as we were approaching the railroad tracks. I instinctively slowed down.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Railroad tracks," he said matter-of-factly.
"Yes, dear. But there's no train."
"I know. Can we wait for one?"
Sometimes, I wonder if we don't induce ADHD on some children. We are always rushing them about, pulling them along and hurrying them up. But my son is most content to poke a stick in the dirt, watch an ant scurry around its hill or wait for a train to cross the tracks. The only difficulty he has in focusing is when I interrupt these mind-consuming tasks to do something else. Because there's a limit to how long I can poke a stick in the dirt, watch an ant, or wait for trains.
family, parenting, humor, kids
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Railroad tracks," he said matter-of-factly.
"Yes, dear. But there's no train."
"I know. Can we wait for one?"
Sometimes, I wonder if we don't induce ADHD on some children. We are always rushing them about, pulling them along and hurrying them up. But my son is most content to poke a stick in the dirt, watch an ant scurry around its hill or wait for a train to cross the tracks. The only difficulty he has in focusing is when I interrupt these mind-consuming tasks to do something else. Because there's a limit to how long I can poke a stick in the dirt, watch an ant, or wait for trains.
family, parenting, humor, kids
