My Ritalin love affair...

I'm not sure who's happier it's Friday, me or Mason's new first grade teacher? That poor poor dear unsuspecting woman. Maybe I should buy her a fruit basket to try and win her over! Because by the time Mason's done with her she's gonna need therapy and a straight jacket. I'm just speaking from experience. Because in case you didn't know, while Mason is a funny, loving, sensitive, and giving little boy..... he is also a bouncing off the wall, never stops talking, doing a little jig in the corner, holy crap do you ever stop moving, little bit of sass with a whole lotta crazy little boy. Needless to say Ritalin is my best friend. My BFF. We were destined for eachother...if we were a celebrity couple our name would be Riticia. But I digress...

So now that school has started, that means his Ritalin dosage goes up a touch. I was really concerned about this because my little man is a friggin stick. He makes Kate Moss look chubby. Ok, not really that skinny, but I wanted to say that. But he's pretty thin and I was concerned that raising his dosage would cause him to lose more weight. (Don't we all wish we had this problem?) So I called up the trusty pediatrician to talk about some options for Mason and you know what he tells me??? (This is the part that life's just truly unfair)


He tells me that I need to give him a big bowl of ice cream with a big cup of milk EVERY night before bedtime.


Sphincter says what?!


Yup. Ice cream and milk. That's why doctor's get paid the big bucks. He went through YEARS of higher education to prescribe that treatment. He proceeded to tell me some bull about how it will make up for the calories he loses during the day...blah blah blah. Don't mind me, I'm just jealous.

But do you realize what that means for him?? That means that on days like today where he proceeded to:

- fart in class and tell everyone about it (that's my boy!!)
- bust out his lunch in the middle of class and start eating while the teacher is in the middle of a lesson!
- tell the crossing guard all about how mommy was nekked
- and throw a colossal fit over who knows what...

that he gets to have a huge bowl of ice cream??? WHAT THE FRACKITY FRAK?! This is like every parent's worst nightmare. What did you say Mason? You punched your brother in the mouth? Here, have some ice cream. You were playing with matches in the neighbors garage? Why don't you tell me all about it over a bowl of ice cream. This higher dose better be worth it!! Or else Riticia will be breaking up! Keep your fingers crossed for today!

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