The neighbors called the police. They showed up around 11 and difficult child answered the door, came and got me, and then went to his room. I started down the stairs and could see long blue legs, shiny blk shoes and a gun holster and knew immediately what was going on. I invited them in and when they told me the neighbors had called them, I went up and got difficult child. We all sat at the DR table and they lectured him for about 45 min. So, in response to a lot of your comments on the other thread, yes, he did commit a felony. And they could arrest him and take him to juv. But the neighbor lady doesn't want to. Her husband does, though. He was hopping mad and probably will be for a long time. They asked difficult child why he was there, and he repeated the same story about looking for his grandfather's Hotwheels car. The officers listened and then said, "Why didn't you knock or ask to go in?" "I don't know." "It's against the law to do what you did. You broke into someone's house." Pause. "You cannot have any contact with them and cannot trespass on their property. If they see you there, they will call us and we can immediately arrest you. There will be no 2nd chances." Pause. "So, why did you take the lady's personal stuff?" difficult child sat there for a long time and didn't say anything. The ofc asked him again and again and basically wore him down. It was fascinating in a way. A very similar line of questioning to what the psychiatric used but with-a little twist at the end. They said that difficult child should write a note of apology to the neighbors. I had already come up with-that idea and had given difficult child the card to write on but he put it off. No more putting it off. (In fact, it was the first thing he did after they left.) After difficult child left the rm, they gave me all sorts of resources and ideas. They were a wealth of resources. This could possibly be the best thing that's ever happened. One of the officers has a son who is ADHD and he recommended a different dept and dr at the local children's hospital. Now husband can't say I'm searching for the Diagnostic Flavor of the Week because The Police Said difficult child Needs More Testing. They had never heard of Asperger's but when I explained it they said it sounded familiar. I told them the dr who tested him only spent 3 min. with-us. One of the ofcs knew his name. That's when they recommended the longer, 5-hr testing, which you all have recommended, too. They said to ask for ADHD testing in the developmental psychiatric dept and that will open up a whole realm of possibilities. They also recommended sports for the ADHD (which difficult child is already in, but we need to fill the 2-wk or 1-mo gaps between seasons). The mother of one of the ofcs is a caseworker in NC and she had an unusual treatment for ODD. He said she signed the kid up for a debate class! He said it worked wonders. They also pointed out that difficult child was wearing nailpolish and wondered if there was any connection to the panties. I told them he'd had it done at camp, and they mentioned something about Goth, but his nails were all diff. colors. At any rate, they said it was something to keep an eye on. Sheesh. Between ADHD, Asperger's, ODD, crossdressing and everything else, it covered a lot. On another thread, we were all complaining about how law enforcement has no training for mental illness but I have to take it all back now. Which isn't to say that they won't arrest people. Just that now they know there are resources for people--especially young people--other than jail forever. They said they were going to call the neighbors to confirm that they'd stopped by, and they asked if I needed anything else. I told them that I had purchased a Victoria's Secret card and it would probably not be a good idea for them to give it to her. They laughed and one of the ofrs said, "I used to work at Victoria's Secret." Say what? I guess they have a policy that one male has to work there, something about carrying things back and forth. On the way out, they gave me their cards and hrs and said if I needed anything, they would stop by any time. I said I'd love to but I hated to use them for babysitters. They both said, "No, we're used to that. It's okay. CALL US." I came SO close to hugging the ofcr closest to me. I don't think I have been so excited in a long time. I almost cried. I did very well and everyone stayed calm ... but I just realized my upper lip is asleep because I was hyperventilating.