You Know You've Got ADD When . . .

(Part 1)

. . .your parents are both grey haired and have a rather perplexed look on their face.

. . .you finally find your pencil in your book bag, look up and the rest of the class are no longer in the room.

. . . you ask your parents,"can I borrow the car"...and they hand you the insurace policy AND the car keys.

. . . your spouse asks if it was good and you say "What?"

. . . you have lost your cars keys more than once in the last 10mins.

. . . a fairy steals your homework out of your bookbag...EVERY day...

. . .you haven't sent out the baby announcements yet...and you're at his commencement.

. . .the stack of papers on your desk is as high as you are.

. . .your kid tells you that you gave him permission to stay out all night, but you just forgot.

. . .you don't have to buy and write out Christmas cards this year...because you just found last year's stamped and ready to mail...in the trunk.

. . .you realize that you've forgotten to schedule the sitter for tommorrow night and your 7 year old informs you that SHE took care of it yesterday!

. . .your very ADHD child looks at you with a concerned look on his face and says, "Mom, sometimes you pay less attention than I do."

. . .you find the peanut butter in the freezer and you have no idea how it got there.

. . .the car is never parked where you think you left it.

. . .one little patch of poison Ivey turns into cortazone city because you can't stop scratching it.

. . .you suddenly realize that you're girlfriend has left the room ... one hour later.

. . .you return to your desk only to realize that you forgot what you went for in the first place.

. . .you can't remember what you got up for until you sit down again.

. . .with 6 of us in this house, 5 of us diagnosed I keep threatening to put a sign up next to the front door:

. . .you lose your car keys before you even get out of the car!

. . .you can't remember the thing you were not supposed to forget, or the key word you thought up to remind yourself with.

. . .you tell your child it's time to organize his room and he tells you NEVER to use the "O" word in his presence.