husband and I returned from our 4-day vacation Wed. night. B4 we left, husband bought easy child a box of Captain Crunch, since she would be here alone (or staying with-a friend) and it would be a treat to eat something with-wheat. The box disappeared. We spoke with-the kids several times on the ph while we were gone. Asked difficult child where the Capt Cr was. He said he didn't know. The night we came home, husband found it in the LR under a blanket, ripped open (difficult child is famous for tearing into boxtops instead of sliding his finger across them lengthwise) and half the box was eaten. husband read difficult child the riot act last night. Told him he was a liar and thief (the soc wkr and psychiatrist at the psychiatric hospital told us to use those words--not to use "boundaries," etc.) and difficult child confessed and couldn't figure out why husband was still so mad. I told husband I think it was an aspie thing--the question was, "Do you know where it is?" and difficult child took the box, hid it, and forgot the hiding place, because he went away to stay with-friends while we were gone. In his mind, I think he was telling the truth. easy child and husband think it was a bold faced lie. So today difficult child's backpack smells to high heaven. (I think you could smell it at your house, Marg!) He overslept, with-a headache and stomachache (typical after a stressful event) and I took him to school 1 hr late. After he was in the classrm, I went through the backpack in the hall and found the offending food. I also found a pr of ladies "Bloomers." (I have no idea why you would wear them--maybe like a half slip under a skirt, but they're like cut-off nylon tights with-lace?) Anyway, here we go again. I'm thinking they came from one of the two moms where he stayed while we were gone. easy child has never seen them b4. (I brought them home and washed them and difficult child does not know I found them. He's still at school.) husband is going to confront difficult child tonight and get him to tell him. If we don't get the info, it will give me even more fuel for our first psychiatric visit next Tues. (We're supposed to find an out-of-hospital psychiatric to follow up and it's taken this long to get the appointment.) Maybe she can get him to tell us what, when, where, how, and why.