Don’t they? Everyone has a story about watching a child do something completely off the wall. And the best part about those stories, is the fact that you can hang them over this person’s head for a lifetime. Considering that I was the very definition of ADHD as a child, I unknowingly created many opportunities for future embarrassment.
When I was around three or four years old, I lost a tooth at my aunt’s house one night following an injury I sustained earlier that day. Totally freaked out, I shoved it back in the hole… and it stayed! Don’t ask me how. I ended up having to have it pulled years later. Somehow over the years, my mind stuck on a false memory that I had bailed out the front on my big wheel, landing face first on the concrete. Sounds like a good story, but my mother is rather quick to remind me of what really happened.
Apparently, I was in my imitating-animals phase. While my favorites usually included lions, dinosaurs, and the old standby bulldog, I must have been in a creative mood that fine morning. Perhaps I had just discovered the amphibian aspect of nature, because I was making a sad attempt at resembling a frog. Hopping around the kitchen belching out "RIBBIT" was just not enough for me, I guess. In order to add to the authenticity, I decided I should stick my hands out the leg-holes of my Spiderman skivies. If you picture it, it does seem somewhat logical that it would add to an accurate imitation.
Unfortunately, that position does not afford much security when your feet snag on the carpet, sending you face first towards the kitchen linoleum….you know, maybe I’m sharing a little too much with you people.