I know this may sound like a small thing, but last night my SS17 almost 18, asked his father another one of those "baby questions" as I like to call them. They drive me crazy! Things SS should know and not have to ask "daddy". Last night, my husband told SS that today he wanted him to clear away the spider webs around the outside of the house (not dangerous with spiders) which the kid likes anyway, and get rid of any empty insect nest again not dangerous or anything. Literally, three hours later, SS comes out and says "Dad, what were the things you wanted me to do again something about the webs?" What the F***! My husband then calmly tells him again what he wants him to do. I said to my husband. "If he can't remember simple things like that, then he needs to start writing stuff down." My husband just says "yeah". This kid is almost 18 and it is always "I forgot" or "I don't remember" But when it comes to his video games or tv shows he remembers everything. It's like my husband is just so used to this that it doesn't seem to annoy him. I am tired of being the one who has to say things like that all the time. We also got a form that SS has to complete. It is a simple form basic stuff, name, date of birth, address, school, current school year, expected graduation date, that kind of stuff. I said to my husband "you know what, he isn't going to be able to fill this out." My husband said "I know." SO what we are doing is making copies of the form and are going to make him practice filling it out. Which is really ridiculous because it is something any typical 18 year old should be able to do. It is not that he can't do it, his attitude is just like - I don't do this stuff. Someone else is supposed to do this stuff for me. Because usually someone has. But what the F*** is he going to do in life if he can't even complete a basic form????? And then tonight is open house night at his school (yes, he is still in high school 10th grade) and I have always gone to these but after the total lack of effort the kid made last year and all the meetings we went to, I just don't really want to go. My husband asked me if I was going to go and I said "Well, I think it's more of a family thing and you two should go." (I know I was being bad but... He just said "ok" What??? Not even a little argument about it??? I think the last straw for me was at the end of last year when SS had Childrens Services called to our house because of a lie he told one of his teachers about something that never happened. He lied to us about everything, who he told it to, what he said, where he said it. Even when the woman from CS was at our house, he still tried to lie. Finally, he admitted the truth. He had made the whole thing up. We arranged for a meeting with his teachers a few days later. We drove him to school that day. He never asked why or anything. He just sat in the car saying nothing. Finally, I said "Aren't you wondering why we are driving you to school today?" and he said "Because you are trying to regain my teachers trust." WHAT THE HELL! I said "excuse me, we are not the ones that need to be regaining anyone's trust." He of course did not respond. In the meeting the teachers agreed the story was ridiculous, but they have to report stuff. SS claimed that while on vacation with his 84 year old grandmother that he loves very much, he fell and hit his head and was unconcious for an hour and never received any medical attention. Then when he had to tell the story again to another school official, it became a whole day that he was unconcious. This is ridiculous. If he had so much as gotten a scratch, his grandmother would have called us. We called her and she said nothing like that happened. He didn't even stop to think that he could have gotten his grandmother in trouble. She got a call from them too. And apparently they asked if his father ever hit him, and he said yes. His father has only hit him a few times and only when he has done something really bad. And he has the nerve to say we need to regain the trust of his teachers. That day I just kind of felt like he is too screwed up for me to be able to fix all I can hope to do is help get him prepared to get out in the real world and that's it. He never showed any remorse for any of it. He never shows true remorse for anything he's done wrong. I just want to figure out how to live in the same house with him and not lose my mind!!!!