Not So Neurotypical

One of the best things about Winter Break is that I get to be with the kids all day, and watch their quirky weirdnesses unfold.  It's better than cable.  Today the weirdest stuff was coming from my "neurotypical" kids. 

I have mentioned before that we have an excess of Littlest Pet Shop critters.  I actually counted them today, and was surprised to find out that it was only three dozen.  I could have sworn we had upwards of a gross of them.  Each one has a distinct personality (apparently) and a name.  One of them?  Is named "Grandma Licks." 

Eeeew.

The reason I counted them is that they were all lined up across the playroom, Aspie-style.  Normally the girls don't line things up like Little Dude does, so I was intrigued.  It turns out the girls were planning a Christmas party for the critters.  To ensure that each critter got at least one present, they lined up the critters, and then lined up the presents and cards with each critter.

Each present was wrapped, and has a fun, festive message from another critter.  Some of the presents are other little toys that we already had, and some are things the girls made.

Now seems like a good time to remind everyone that hyper-focusing is very common in children with ADHD.  Yes, they can focus on one thing for hours and hours.  Yes, I know it seems counter-intuitive.  It would be helpful if the Big Book o' Crazy could maybe start calling it Attention Regulation Disorder instead of Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder, Primarily Inattentive Type or Primarily Hyperactive Type.

I'm glad I took the pictures when I did, because now that the planning stage is over, all the tiny presents are clustered around the Littlest Christmas Tree.  The Littlest Christmas Tree is actually a green crane taken from Little Dude's train set, but whatever.  It's representative, people.

All of the critters are sleeping in their various Littlest Pet Shop homes.  Tomorrow morning will be Littlest Christmas.  I can only imagine what will be next: Littlest Thank You Notes, Littlest Credit Card Bills, Littlest New Years' Resolutions.

How much do I love that they were concerned that each critter should have a present?  How much do I love getting the reminder that there is really no such thing as neurotypical?  And more importantly, how much do I love the expression, "you are bubbles of fun"?  That works both sincerely or sarcastically.
I am totally writing "you are bubbles of fun!" on next year's Christmas cards.