Middle Child might be participating in a research study through Local Teaching Hospital on non-drug treatments for ADHD. Today we went to a three-hour intake assessment to determine his eligibility, on the academic campus of Local Major University, right across the street from the dorm I lived in during my freshman year there. Middly was super-impressed by that (the dorm is a really cool old building), and we received $75 in cash as compensation for our time. So after his assessment Middly took me out to dinner at Eclecstasy, which delighted him. I introduced him to a bunch of my co-workers, and showed him around the restaurant, and we ate delicious food and brought our dessert home in boxes, because we were way too stuffed to eat it tonight. Middly has big plans to eat his dessert for breakfast tomorrow, and his dinner leftovers for lunch, in between bragging to his brothers, who are already sick of hearing it.
One of the questions on the parent questionnaire was whether Middly had ever broken into and/or stolen a car. A CAR. I mean, people, he's TEN. He can barely tie his shoelaces, let alone work a slimjim. Sheesh! I mentioned that to my facespace friends, who were all "plenty of ten-year-olds have stolen cars!"
I guess we live a sheltered life here.
I'm okay with that :)