So tonight we returned to Andres and his teenager-ness. He had a meeting at the school today with his parents and other friends. They talked about how the school was worried they were acting up and had blood-shot eyes sometimes. Apparently one of the friends ratted Andres out and said he had a bong in his room. Andres swore it was for flavored tobacco but his parents didn't believe him. It was pretty funny. Even the parents were chuckling after the conversation.
I've never lived with a 15 year old boy or watched parents yell at a kid for drugs before. It's sad but amusing.