Part 2 It all started a few days ago in my living room with three "children". A 47 year old, an about to be 21 year old, and an 18 year old. Sean, my autistic 18 year old son, came to me this past week, "Can I take money out of the bank for jeans. I only have one pair." I said, yes. Knowing my little rainman, I added, "you ARE getting them at Walmart, right?" "Noooo ..." He said as if I was stupid to not know that. Irritated because I think "he" is stupid to not know he'd not be allowed, "You WILL go to a place like Walmart and get 10 dollar jeans. Where in the heck did you think you were gonna go?" "The mall" "Oh HELL no you don't buy jeans at the mall" Hence began the fight. And it was a "fight". This went on for a couple days. So later I took some money out of his account for him before the shopping day arrived. I decided to not just give him 15 dollars and "make" him go to Walmart. I'm thinking he'd be grateful for twenty and I'll go the extra mile and surprise him with 30. I'll give him a choice between buying two pairs at Walmart or one at the mall. Yeah, I figured to myself, I'll be say yes to the mall, but with reason and not by totally giving in. But then that's when it got to be complicated. See I had to take our 40 because I hadn't used one in ages, and I thought that only it only gave out in increments of 20. Not a big deal I thought. He can put the extra money back, buy MJ movie tickets he was planning to take me to, or use it for a date later down the road. I showed him the forty and was met with this, "What's this?" "I know, aren't you surprised?!" I asked feeling like the nicest mommy in the world. "How am I going to get pants with this??" The next fight began. I went back to sticking to my guns and told him that he will get the damn pants in Walmart after his rude behavior. We were left in a deadlock. Three days later, he finally accepts the fact that he will not spend more than 26 on a single pair of pants. I decide at that point that I'll let him go to the mall for not raising his voice or throwing a fit through the entire week about this. However, compromise is a great feat for the rainman, and rainman knows of no compromise. We still bickered on. Until he gave in when the day arrived for him to go buy them and I held my ground as always. Okay well so this time I held my ground half way. Or did he actually win this time? ::scratching my head:: Okay. It starts to get interesting now. Because of car issues I told him to bring his street clothes to work with him, and to go right to the mall that was just a block away after work. The mall closes at 6. He got off at 4. We had no time to drive back and forth anyway. He was told in no uncertain terms that I would NOT drive him to the mall. He came home after work instead that day. I thought to myself he's changed his mind because he damn well knows I won't drive him. I thought nothing of it and thought he'd decided to go another time. That's what a rational person would think anyway. Ferret. [Posted in FML 6501]