Last night I checked on difficult child ... he wasn't in bed ... I woke up husband and asked where difficult child was ... turned out he was downstairs playing PS2, he leg hanging over the arm of the La-Z-Boy, a huge hunk of chocolate in his hand. The only reason I kept my voice down was because I was too tired to shout. "What are you doing?" "I was bored. I already slept." "You are getting up to go to school tomorrow no matter what." "I know." He got up to turn off the TV and husband showed up and told him to go to bed. I was glad husband actually had to get up and take part in this ... I am tired of being the Bad Guy. So, this a.m. difficult child is downstairs at 7 a.m.--playing the PS2!!! (Hey, at least he was awake!) "Where did you get that controller?" "In your bedroom." That is against the rules and he knows it. Consequences ... Right now he's in the shower and he will be picked up by carpool in 5 min. I just want him out the door so I can not have my schedule ruled and ruined by his erratic behavior. I am so tired. So fed up. I know darn well that the reason he didn't get up for school yesterday was because he was up in the middle of the night. Thanks for letting me vent.