AAARRGGH! He did it again. I got a call from the fraud prevention dept at Chase, to ask if I had authorized charges for XBox Live. I told the employee that I do not use it, but my son may have. He suggested I use another ph to call my son, (who was at a friend's house), which I did. difficult child said, "Uh, I guess so. It popped up on the screen, 'Do you want to renew?' so I hit "Yes." "How much was it?" "I don't know. It didn't say." So the employee and I decided I would pay $49.99 for the "renewal," if that's what it was, $4.99 for something unspecified, and lock out another unspecified $9.99 charge because Chase had refused the charge already. And I cancelled the card. It's a card I pd off 2 mo's ago so it was easy to spot the issue. I came upstairs and looked in my desk drawer (I keep my ofc locked) and the card wasn't there. I ran downstairs to see if it was in the kitchen drawer, because I keep old biz cards and credit cards in a drawer there, wrapped up with-a rubber band. When I pulled open the drawer, it looked like a tornado had hit. No rubber band, cards everywhere, our bank debit card on top, and just beneath it, the Chase card. I didn't remember putting it there, but I must have, in a foolish moment. I called husband, who was on his way to pick up difficult child at a friend's house, and told him, "Do you think it's a coincidence that the drawer is a mess and the cards are all over?" He's confronting difficult child as we speak. His theory is that either A) difficult child bought it for his girlfriend for their 4 mo anniv., or B) difficult child upgraded. He's got a way to get gft to confess, don't know what it is, but difficult child will stare me straight in the eye and lie, so I'm just staying out of it. We only left home for the day. We drove nearly 3 hrs to attend 2 award ceremonies at easy child's school (she won two awards!) and then 3 hrs home. We were home by about 4:20 p.m. I had a list of chores for difficult child, and had him call us when he finished, and I'd tell him where the cord was. He did some of the chores (he must have used an 8 oz water glass for the plants outside, sigh, and he only vaccumed half the floor, but it's better than nothing. I refuse to let him have anything with-o earning it. ANYthing. So we go through this relatively silly exercise, because I know if he gets his reward first, he'll never do any chores. He's full of promises and hot air. Anyway, last time I left home to go to S. Carolina with-two of you and you recall that difficult child skipped school to stay home and play video games. I know, I know it could be worse. He could be on the street doing drugs. But still, this is something that has to be stopped. When he's 18 or 21 and lives on his own, I can just see where this can lead. I'll let you know what kind of a confession difficult child comes up with.