I had to laugh to keep from being sad, but for my son, in this case Chatty. Just as I finished reading your post, the phone rang and it was my son. I was borderline rude! But, as the adult in this situation, I simply passed the phone to my daughter and continued what I was doing, never once asking the usual motherly questions about school, college life...etc. It felt good too! I am learning not to accept abuse. I'm growing here, watch out. You and a few others here have already helped me rid myself of the 'Lover-boy-toy' syndrome. Whew! This feels good.