Hi Family, (rainclouds I tell ya) Not to make a spittin' contest out of our difficult children day to day actions, but I just was wondering if ANYONE in the world had to put up with a child like mine. For a window view of my day I'll share one hour that is like all the other hours unless difficult child is sleeping. I'm genuinely curious. Last night after 3 months of Department of Juvenile Justice and 19 days of living at home without so much as taking out the trash (and much begging) difficult child finally agreed to pay me back for some of the phone calls and canteen money by washing my SUV. It's an older one so the paint will never be shiney and the interior is in good shape, but I use armorall to keep it polished. So he agrees it's worth $10.00 to do a great job. And in one hours time: I have ice on my floor from the cup he had to have for a drink because it is hot out. Koolaid on my new rugs, floor, counters, sink and down the front of the fridge and inside the crisper where it splashed. It's red, it stained. My cleaning supplies are gone! He's used them to clean his tennis shoe collection. He used Mean Green, Pledge furniture polish, Windex, Clorox everywhere spray, and All of these were full and new before he came home. He used the pool brush to scrub my tires and car He used my best "guest only" wash cloths as rags to wipe down the inside and then after using all my everyday washcloths to lay on top his head ??? He got up in the linen closet and opened and took 3 more brand new washcloths to wipe the tires with. He put Aluminum Mag wheel cleaner & polish ($8.95) on a washcloth, did not follow directions, and then took that rag with the wheel polish on it and WIPED DOWN the grey interior of my SUV...and it left marks EVERYWHERE...looks like I waxed the interior of my dash, door panels, steering wheel...argh. He used Maguires car wax on my inside windows, forgot to clean the outside but said they should be clean after he scrubbed them with the pool brush He took the hose and put it IN the car on the running boards and now when I get in the car on a hot day my glasses steam up and it stinks like wet newspaper He left all the waterbottles from my back seat and papers lying on the ground, receipts, deposit tickets are blown all over the neighborhood. He split the hose and left it running because it was watering the lawn?? And when it was ALL done? He put my car in neutral and pushed it 200 yards towards the house and almost ran over the double gate. Then when he came in to get me saying a job well done, was done. I walked out and saw ALL the stuff I mentioned above - did NOT freak out, but merely asked what was on my dash and he kicked stuff, threw stuff and said "You never appreciate ANYTHING I do." making a twisted up face and mocking me he went into the house, slammed every door on the way in and managed to scream at the dog,turned filthy lyrical rap music up to the loudest setting, locked his door, opened the windows (air on) and sat on his bed mocking me. It wasn't until his dad knocked louder than me on hid door did we see that EVERY single piece of clothing he owns was on the floor, cups 1/2 full of drinks, koolaid on the rug, a brand new bag of potato chips smashed and ground into the carpet, all my blankets from the linen closet all over as if he had tried to make a fort, busted bike parts...and the lamp in his room with the shade off lying sideways. No sheets on the bed, shoes everywhere and a porn book hanging out of his drawer. When questioned about his actions He SCREAMED at me at the top of his lungs that I'm always nagging and never appreciate anything he does and that he'll clean up the mess when he's good and ready. We also noticed that he had drank in less than a 12 hour period 3 gallons of milk ate every chip and cookie in the house and refused to eat dinner at dinner time. He got up at 2:00 in the morning banging around and slamming things in the kitchen to have the dinner we had at 7:00. *Reminder* this is ONE HOUR of my life with this child. And this was a milder incident. I should tell you about all my household cleaners being taken even Furniture polish used up to make his tennis shoes shiney. I try to remember that when I'm blue ...I should take a breath. And how about you? Give us a typical hour in the day of the life of YOU. Hugs & Understanding. ps. If I ever see the patience faiery again I'm going to stomp the pixy dust out of it. No one should have to exist like this. -and yet they say he's brilliant.