Yesterday Graham had plans to hang out with friends, but as of the day before they weren't firm. Just after breakfast (at noon) he appeared back in the living room dressed in his finest Hawaiian shirt, cargo shorts, and multicolor socks with full on rooster hair. It seemed his friends had assembled earlier than expected and he was headed out.
We expected him home in a few hours. By 7:30, that seemed unlikely. I called to check status with him and asked if he would be home for dinner, to which he responded: "I don't think so. We're playing a game of Risk and I'm not losing." So there was that. At around 11 he texted to let me know he and his friends were at Shake Shack. I just confirmed with Mary that he was not home before she came to bed, which was "late," per her description.
Graham is still on track to work maybe a 60-hour summer. It would certainly be better if he worked more and fundamentally got drummed into his skull the idea of a tradeoff between work and spending money. He still continues to comfortably coast on the fact that 95% of the money ever given to him at any birthday or holiday is still in his bank account because he never went anywhere or spent on anything.
But it's awesome that he is out there spending time with other kids and forging relationships.That's something else he did too little of growing up. It's the most important thing I've ever done, both spending time with friends and developing to social skills to meet more people, and it doesn't come naturally to him.
I will say that I really hope he's not smoking weed and driving. It's not likely but not inconceivable. His attention issues are bad enough that he's already been in two accidents, one of which was clearly his fault.
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