Unless you’re a Hilton, heredity can sometimes be a b*@#ch! Yes son, along with the propensity toward diabetes, heart disease, and addictions if you don’t chose a healthy lifestyle, I also passed on to you ADD. Except you, being a young boy and all, have the “hyper” on top of the “extremely distractable” that comes with ADD. I was hoping your dad’s laid-back, calm demeanor would overcome my wild, untamed gene-pool.
I remember the first meeting with your daddy’s family so long ago. We ate supper at a diner, and his quiet family completely overwhelmed me! The silence, which was comfortable for them, deafened me! I felt the need to blurt on several different topics to fill in the spaces. The sound of silverware clunking and salad munching was too much for a girl from my upbringing. I was used to vying for “air-time” against my mother and her family. Everybody had something to say, had an opinion, conversation flowed, we interrupted each other and no one took offense. When my mother and her cousin got together it was like watching the most amusing tennis match ever! Your head volleyed from mom to cousin “Boney” to mom to Boney. You didn’t even try to interject, you’d be spoken over, completely unheard. Those were some of the most entertaining times, watching my mom and her cousin. They’d feed off each other, get each other going. Each story from childhood got funnier and funnier, those two, when together, were incorrigible! This is the ilk I come from.
I have assimilated into my husband’s family nicely in the 19 years that we’ve been married. I no longer need to make idle chat or fill in spaces. There’s plenty to talk about, and if not, the silence is comfortable. We can just gaze contentedly at my in-laws’ lake. I prayed while both my children were in utero, that they would have the calm nature that comes from their father’s bloodline. Baby girl seems to be quite laid back, but she is becoming more comical and excitable as she absorbs her loud and often chaotic environment. I don’t worry about her having ADHD though, we already knew the boy had it by 18 months. It’s true what they say, that The Lord doesn’t give you more than you can handle! And I don’t think He would entrust me with two loin-cloth wearing, chandelier swinging, little monkeys!