difficult child came by the house a cpl times today, and both times, left before he got out of his friends' cars. (Two or three diff friends at diff times.) He finally called tonight from T's phone (the other gma). He was at their house. Apparently he stayed there last night but I'm not sure. He is still defiant and insistent that he can do pot and that is his life. Says he's been doing it for 3 yrs or so and that's who he is. He loves that life. Well, except for the part about dealing, and the people who deal, and some of them have guns. But other than that, it's an ideal life. He doesn't plan to go to school tomorrow. Every question we ask him is answered with-"I don't know." husband and I met him across the street from ex girlfriend's house a bit ago. Didn't want to bring drama into their house, dogs were barking, but we didn't want him to come home. He walked over and it escalated ... he insists he wants to live a life of happiness and pot and he knows people with good jobs who smoke weed. Never mind that his metabolism can't handle it ... I tried reasoning with him, but he is off his regular medications and high on weed. Still, he said he knows he can't get off weed on his own, and He said he's willing to have us help him. But ... but ... but ... Meanwhile, T is taking D, the ex-girlfriend to the ER, because she is still throwing up and having headaches. I think it's from the epidural. When we left, Difficult Child insisted that he was going to be staying alone with-the baby and the dogs at their house. The dogs? (Totally untrained German shepherd and rott/lab/pit mix.) "Sophia has been with them the whole time. They're fine." @*&^(!!T^*(@JS. It's only been one day. I locked all the doors. I'm taking something for sleep. by the way, I saw the beautiful moon. It was pure white (so much for blood moon) and I think I saw part of the eclipse but the clouds kept moving so I don't know what's real and what's not. Great metaphor for our lives.