grrrr hsssss...... finally went, even though I was hesitant after being brow beaten via the phone this past week. But I took difficult child II and we went after church to visit difficult child I in the detention shelter. I took him some plain t-shirts, socks, underwear and one pair of jeans, not the 44" waist ones he had requested or his PSP. We walk in and he's waiting in the front lounge, he takes the bag of clothes and the glarring begins. F this B that, wait outside he says and proceeds to tell difficult child II I am a liar and not to do or listen to anything I say. He throw the jeans at me and they land on the floor. I calmly pick up the bags containing the snacks and drinks that I had "lovingly" bought and brought for him and I tell difficult child II we're leaving. difficult child I gives me the old "sit down Mom, I am sorry, I just needed to get that off my chest" I respond "glad you did, hope it was worth it" and we leave, of course difficult child II was mad at me the whole way home, it is my fault difficult child I is in the shelter after all, always my fault.....sigh.............. On a different note I wish I'd brought him condoms, because the boys have to wear the jeans pulled up, but the girls apparantly do not have to wear their shirts pulled down! Hoochies everywhere!