We have been trying for yrs got get difficult child to participate in holidays and bdays, give gifts, understand what gift giving means. Finally, yesterday, on husband's birthday, difficult child said, "Can we stop somewhere and get Dad a present?" I about ran over the curb. He had some money that Cousin P gave him so I chipped in a little and he bought husband a $10 Barnes and Noble card, so husband could buy something for his Nook. (Or Kindle. Whichever product B&N has, lol--obviously, I don't have one.) difficult child signed the card, "Your son, difficult child." Usually he signs it "Signed: G. F. G." Like a biz ltr. That's what he was taught in kindergarten, so again this is a first ... he signed his name differently. husband chuckled and said, "It's a good thing you signed it, "Your son," because I might not have known." Luckily, difficult child didn't take it personally ... but we do have a lot of people with-his name in the family. The other first is that he wanted tight, straight leg jeans. That was his girlfriend's idea. Fine by me. I hate, hate, hate the sag. I told him that I would buy him jeans, underwear and socks if he came home immediately and gathered everything in his room that didn't fit him. Wow. Lots of stuff. I can sell some and give away some. I made husband gluten free carrot cake for his birthday. difficult child ate a huge piece, even though he thought it was odd to put carrots in a cake. I think the Depakote is working!