Sean is fine.
We've had some moments here and there with tense stand offs and whatnot. But we've had a few talks, too, and all is well. Still not the chipperest guy on earth, but he has surprisingly sunny moments, too.
Today he earned 30 bucks helping with some yard work. Did a good job. He seemed to like it, though he didn't say much and he merely grunted when I asked him how he was doing. Reminded me of when I was 17 and I spent afternoons doing awful crap that I hated for the sake of 30 bucks. I wouldn't trade those experiences for the world.
He's got two blogs:
The latter Allie and I force him to write.
Like a slave, he says.