easy child went to the fair after school. The fairgrounds are close to the school and he and some friends walked to another friend's house who lives close by, dropped off their backpacks and then went on to the fair. I didn't hear from easy child, so I called his friend's cell around 8pm to find out when they were coming home and how they were getting here (figured I would be picking them up cause I'm usually the one to do that). He said friend's dad was picking them up at 10:15 and he was probably staying with friend tonight (friend lives around the corner). I said fine, that I would leave the door unlocked in case he needed to come home as I would be going to bed soon. by the way, can you tell we live in a small town? No school tomorrow because of the fair. I have a nasty cold and took night time robitussin. easy child comes in at 11pm, does a couple of things and then wants to know if he could go to other friend's house to get his backpack. Um, no. He makes a snide remark about his backpack being there and he just wanted to be able to do his homework. Like he was going to do it tonight, hah! He was going to stay at his friend's. I then told him to help his sister with something and he just stood there and stared at me, refused to move. Then he starts to argue with me. I told him I wasn't arguing, told him to help his sister. He just stands there. I tell him to move. He doesn't. I yell, "Move!" (like you hear in the military...Move! Move! Move!) He doesn't. He proceeds to argue. I tell him he's grounded. He then insists he's still going to his friend's. I tell him he's not. He says he is. I tell him if he leaves the house, I'm calling the police. What are they going to do, he asks. Charge you with being unruly, I respond. Then what will they do, he asks. Take you to juvie, I respond. He says he's still going, then goes up to his room. I'm left wondering for the next few minutes if I'm going to end up calling the police on my son tonight. He then comes downstairs because he wants to talk about things...fix them. IOW, he wants to be un-grounded. He tells me he acted the way he did because he didn't like my tone when I told him no about going to get his backpack. I told him tough cookies. I'm sick, it's late and he got the answer he got. He doesn't have to like it. It's going to happen in life. A teacher or a boss or someone else is going to be tired, or sick, or in a bad mood or just plain nasty and they are going to talk to him in a way he doesn't like and he's just going to have to learn to it up. Besides, I really didn't like it that he thought it was ok to make that request at 11:15 on a weeknight when I'm sick. Duh. He wants to continue. I told him I was done with the conversation. easy child doesn't think things are done until he decides they are done. Too bad. I've been nice for way too long. I'm taking back my house. It ended with him stomping up the stairs saying that he didn't see what the big deal was as I was only going to have to ride in the car so it shouldn't matter that I didn't feel well or had taken night time medications. Whoever said that "mothers of teenagers understand why some animals eat their young" was so right on the money. Ugh!