Awww dammit Cedar. You made me cry at work. Again. It's such a good thing I have a real office. Not necessarily best for my employer of course. I had a doctor's appointment and ran home after to pick up my lunch. It was about 9:15. Son was up, still in the clothes he was wearing last night, that he slept in, because he tends to sleep in his clothes. I asked what his plans for the day were, just making small talk. He said, do laundry, take a shower, check some job apps and put some in. I told him, it will look way better to the judge if he has a full-time job. "I know that. You think I don't know that? You don't have to mention it every day!" I calmly stated that I had not mentioned his court date even once since last week. He went to his room. Before I left I mentioned, for the 100th time, that he should try this one temp service and that if he needed more office-appropriate work clothes I would happily take him out to buy some any evening. Will he even bother to do laundry and bathe? Who knows.