Military Life

We don't know, of course, if we are doing the right thing. We figure that Squirrel will tell us when he's in his early 20s and hates us. But, for now we just look at the options available, and go forth with the one that we think is best.

This summer, he's in an ADHD camp run by NYU. It is a pretty regimented program (though the people are nice, and they make it fun). I just wonder if a childhood of lists, points, charts and little rewards is the best choice for him.

My childhood was pretty free-form...I had no bedtime, no structure for most of the time...I was free to come and go in the summers and after school. Of course, I don't know how that would have changed if had ADHD and my parents had needed to deal with those issues. In all liklihood, there weren't many rules because they just weren't needed. We did what we were supposed to do.

Just, sometimes...I wish I could give him those lazy days. Riding bikes for hours, playing in the yard. Not a faux-military schedule where XY&Z must all be completed and accounted for. It makes me a little sad at times.

But, city life in general does that to me.