Some of my best talks with Brett are after dinner when we're cleaning up. Usually Mike's hiding from chores, Curt's bathing the youngers and it's just Brett and I in the kitchen.
"Mom, why am I in a Special Ed class?"
Brett has an IEP for his ADHD. He's hella smart, but gets overwhelmed and distracted in the large classroom setting. A few subjects he's gets pulled and taken to the Special Ed class. He still does the regular grade work, just in a much less carnival like environment.
"Because of the ADHD. Don't you think it helps you do better work to have a more quiet place to work?"
"I guess. But still, so what if I have the attention span of a chipmunk? It never bothered me.", he grins.
Evan interrupts, running through the room nekkid and freshly bathed. Curt chasing him with a diaper and pajamas. Brett watches them go and turns back to me.
"What were we talking about again?"
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That so reminds me of T-shirt I bought my nephew a year or so ago:
"They say I have ADD, They just don't understand... Oh look! A Chicken!" I'll have to find a link and send it to you.
Angie- 1CharmedGirl
That kid is the best thing ever!!!
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