Seriously, since the end of the custody battle, 36 has been like a different person. He is usually (not always) friendly and conversational and has even asked me a few times how *I* was doing!!! He has bought a new house in his son's school district, traded in his sports car, which was very impractical, and bought an Acura (whatever that is), and my grandson just got his first report card since the custody fight. Little J. got perfect marks both for academics and behavior. He's a very resilient kid and I'm thinking of visiting him again now that 36 is more sane. I'm really fascinated at how horrible anxiety effects 36. I'm not in any way excusing his horrible behavior, but he absolutely freaks out when nervous/anxious. And I do mean freaks out in the very severe meaning of the word. This was more an update/vent than expecting feedback. Things are finally pretty quiet and peaceful again here in the Frozen Tundra. J. is pregnant (gets to find out if it's a boy or girl in a few weeks!), Jumper is doing great and getting ready for college, Sonic is just his normal sweet self. 36 is actually civil and friendly and humorous when we talk. The quiet times are just so nice. I need to remember to value them.