difficult child spent all day today discussing who-knows-what with-his girlfriend, while they both played video games and wore headphones, in their own homes, constantly saying "Huh?" or "What?" because they're multitasking, when they were supposed to be firming up a movie date, money issues, and transportation. difficult child and husband were supposed to go to someone's house to watch the Superbowl together, and difficult child and his girlfriend chose a late movie time, so husband was upset, but he had bet with-difficult child on teams--a video game against cleaning the litter box--and at least he doesn't have to worry about that any more, lol! I argued about the movie time with-difficult child and finally printed out the schedule for him to see. He insisted it was a different time, because his girlfriend told him so. I just don't get why he denies what is in front of his eyes. We got into the car and I handed him enough $ for his own ticket. He wanted enough for 2 tickets. Hey, you never told me that, I said. He texted his girlfriend and she said fine, she'd get the $ from her mom. Then he tells me I am also bringing them home. Huh? I said I would go to the door and talk to girlfriend's mom and get everything straightened out. difficult child started arguing and finally I said, "You ARE going to the movie and are doing something you want to do. So why are you yelling at me? I have only gotten bits and pieces of info and I do not like operating like this." "But we've been planning it for TWO WEEKS!" he shouted. "Exactly. I was aware of that. So why am I just finding out the details now?" "This is my first time. I'm still learning." Oh, okay. I drive up to girlfriend's house and b4 I can get to the door, girlfriend is out and has shut the door. "Am I driving you home? What's going on with-dinner?" "I don't know. I guess so." "I need to talk to your mom." So she opens the door and I go in, and her mom is on the couch with-her laptop, barely looks up at me, and when I ask what the plan is, and whether I am also bringing them home, she says, "Yeah, I was planning on that if you don't mind." "Well, let me type in your cell ph # so we're not so confused next time." (I had it at one point but don't know where it went.) I ask about dinner. "We are having pizza but it's a small little one." "Okay, so I will bring N home and take difficult child with-me to eat at home with-me." "Right." I drop off the kids at the theater. (Unfortunately, they picked a horror film and they don't make em like they used to. I decide to go home. ) I've gone one blk and the cell ph rings. It's difficult child. "The movie doesn't start for an hr." (Sorry, I couldn't help it --) "I told you that!" "So, just walk around and have fun for an hour. I'll call N's mom and tell her you will be late. Bye." (IOW, I am not coming back to get you.) "Wait, I think N will call her mom." "Okay." I call the mom anyway. She's fine with-my leaving the kids there, fine with-the change in plans ... couldn't care less, actually. I have no idea if she is studying for an exam, is depressed, is selfish, or what. Argh. I wouldn't mind letting the kids spend more time out and about, if they didn't mess up so much. Then again, they ARE g'sfg. I would also like the mom to call me about once a wk, just to touch base. But I am going to have to be the one in charge, I can see, because these kids have actually been getting along for nearly 2 mo's so ... I can see that this mom is too young, is not responsive to anyone, and that telling her about the cutting issue would be counterproductive. So sad.