I have ADHD, and this was my childhood. But I also learned some important coping methods, like how to mask. Given how resistant I am to learning behaviors like that, I’m not sure I could have done it without a struggle. Meanwhile the kids who were diagnosed had a stigma on them that I’m glad I was able to avoid.

My parents did the best with what they knew. I’ve got bad memories and good ones, just like every person ever.

With that said, we’ve decided to hold off on having my daughter tested, even though she’s showing some symptoms. If she has it, I don’t want that to be part of her identity until it has to be. If she starts struggling, we’ll take action. Until then, it’s best not to burden her.

We also got extremely lucky with her first grade teacher. She started the year with a very traditional, veteran teacher. Her seating arrangement changed three times in a month because, according to her, the other kids kept talking. But then the school said they had too many kids in the first grade classes, so they started a new class of just 13 students and moved my daughter. The teacher is brand new, just recently certified.

My daughter came home talking about how they constantly do “brain breaks” in between lessons, and other unusual things.

We went to the parent teacher conference, and this teacher is the most ADHD woman I’ve ever met. We did a one-on-one meeting that lasted two hours. And she’s wonderful. She’s the best thing that could have happened to our daughter. She approaches everything in a way that’s perfectly tailored to someone with ADHD, and it sounds like the other kids love it too.

So maybe we’ll have her tested next year.

They’ve been saying it on the national news for 40+ years as though it’s true, but yeah one of the hundred and fifteen people who read this on Lemmy are definitely going to be the first ones to actually do it.

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There isn’t genocide in Ukraine

When Russia started relocating Ukrainian children into Russian families, that made it a coordinated effort to eliminate a people, which makes it a genocide.

Respect, but the real deal is the only syrup in my house.

My six-year-old daughter tried pancakes at a restaurant the other day where they only had Smucker’s corn syrup, and she hated it. She knows the taste of real maple. I couldn’t be prouder.

I figured it out because I fucking love maple syrup.

Wouldn’t work. I need butter, so unless I’m dipping in syrup and liquid butter…

Never mind, that would totally work.

Pancakes. Waffles just don’t achieve the same thing. Crispiness is great, but they don’t absorb the butter as well.

It lets the syrup soak into the middle.

The waffle doesn’t have enough syrup.

The pancakes have almost enough, maybe, depending on if there’s any in the middle of the stack.

Real maple syrup is a reason to get up in the morning.

Whoever downvoted you must not have ever had real maple syrup.

I find it deeply offensive that an app could suggest I may not know the word “cornucopia.” I wouldn’t give a shit if it was the only app I could use to pay my bills; if it at any point suggested that I didn’t know a word as common as “cornucopia,” I would delete it immediately, leave a 0 star review, and post the offense to a community like this.

And just to be clear, the bar for how uncommon a word would have to be in order for it not be offensive is way higher than cornu-fucking-copia.

“Terpsichorean.” That’s a word I wouldn’t be offended if they thought I didn’t know it. Or maybe “legerdemain.” I know both of those words, but I wouldn’t be offended.

You won’t regret it! The game really is a singular experience.

Last time this meme came up I had the perfectly worded Disco Elysium quote ready, but I’ve forgotten it. So just pretend I said it right now.

If you’re not going to take this seriously, just get a Teflon pan.

Most of the care tips you see on cast iron are just superstition.

It’s actually super easy to care for. You just scrub it with some salt and a boar bristle brush, dry it with a linen towel, then store it in a marble sepulchre facing North.

It’s 2025. The US government is under the complete control of a fascist regime.

Yelling at Democrats would be a silly thing to do.

I’m lucky. My parents flipped in 2016. My dad became a Democrat at 60 years old and hasn’t looked back.

I was talking to him the other day and said, “Sometimes I wish you were still Republican, so I’d have someone to yell at.” Like it’s frustrating in a way, because I want to shake these people, like, how can you be this shitty? My dad laughed and said: “Sorry, it turns out I have morals.”

Meanwhile my mother-in-law is still a conservative but refuses to talk about it, and it’s not my place to push too hard. She’ll be cut off eventually, when we have to flee the regime, but for now I point out the insane shit that’s going on and she just giggles nervously, because she’s incapable of confrontation. If she were my mother she’d have been cut off by now.

It’s a shame, because in every other respect she’s a wonderful lady. She always welcomed me into her family, and she’s such an active, loving grandmother. Except for the part where she sold out her grandchildren’s future because minorities make her nervous, of course.

Ow. Fuck. I rolled my eyes so hard that I hurt my head.

Grown men having strong opinions on how Disney Princesses should look will never not be silly.

There’s no reason for it to matter to them.