stop daydreaming when people are talking to me

...or typing to me also.

...that teaches good manners to their kids when I’m doing what I tell them the shouldn’t do.
Yesterday at the doctor the nurse came in, two of my kids and I were lost in our thoughts, and she greeted us, it passed a minute before I woke from my daydream and greeted her back, and about a couple of minutes after I realized that my kids hadn’t say a word even when greeted by their names. When she left I reminded them to be more attentive (while telling that to myself in my thoughts).
Then when the doctor came in, my son struggled to think how to answer, I could tell he was still thinking about whatever he was previously reading because he half way followed instructions. I wonder if I was doing the same, thankfully the doctor is very patient and knows we have ADD.
I’m so thankful for people that have patience for daydreamers, and while I have a good amount of this for my little daydreamers at home, I’m aware the world demands to be more responsive.
I’m going to practice with them in a sort of role play, and see if I can get them to look at me in the eyes and hold their attention long enough.

Sometimes when I’m very tired I’ve heard those… no I’m not coo coo they told me that is normal…well kind of.

But I’m not talking about those kinds, I’m talking about the imaginary conversations I have with other people sometimes real people that I imagine talking to me or sometimes imaginary people chatting among themselves.

If I’m having an imaginary conversation and someone else (real or not) interrupts I tend to be polite and continue to listen to the first, while not being rude to the interrupter and try to pay attention to both ending in: I can’t listen to my own head or the person talking to me.

Or sometimes I’ll just drift away with the many pictures that one single word creates… My mind is like the internet where every single word is a link to thousands of other pages….
I tried focusing my eyes on the person talking but then they run from one feature to the next observing either beauty or otherwise or just shapes and subjects for my paintings …
I even become tiny and start climbing on their faces (imaginary climbing… naturally) …

I know I’m horrible, I do try to stop daydreaming and not be rude… is not that I’m not interested in what they have to say, I’m just interested in them in so many other ways at the same time.

Also when someone tells me things that I already heard or know it is like an instant open invitation to daydream, so the more I know somebody the more I day dream, people tend to repeat themselves.