Musings of an old guy

 Musings of an old guy.

Went to a breakfast café today.  Food was great.  While I was there a family came in with two small boys.  Both of them were involved in their tablets, but one of them was loudly sing/song invested in whatever it was he was doing.  So, I walked over and shared with the mom (I guessed, and was right), that I thought the younger son was ADHD.  She suspected and shared that he was already diagnosed as on the autism spectrum.  I shared with her some of what I had gone thru with my sons and that her son might not need a prescription for ADHD meds and possibly could manage his distracted and energetic behavior with caffeine and not all the heavier meds.  She thanked me and left.  Felt pretty good.