I attended difficult child's open house today (he refused to go), met his teachers, spoke with-the nurse, the PTA, and the guidance counselor. Bought a school tshirt. Came home to tell difficult child about it. (Called first, to tell him I was on my way, and to carve out some time for me.) He refused to get off of the computer and sit down at the table with-me. I made him do it and he was snotty. Didn't want the tshirt. Didn't want to know who his teachers were. Didn't want to know what time the bus came. Blew a gasket when I told him we have a 504 mtng tomorrow. "I hate it when you talk about me to my face!" "You mean behind your back?" "No, to my face. I don't want to go to the mting!" "You mean, you want me to be secretive about it?" "Yeah, fine! And I am not having the teacher sign my notebook! And I know I have anger mgmt issues and blah blah yell scream ***** blah blah!!!!" You know those cartoons where you see a dog in a gust of wind, and the ears are blown back? That would be difficult child yelling at me. Let the fun begin!