Cal is back on his path of least resistance routine. He's spending a great deal of energy complaining and trying to get out of writing. He's started a pretty solid essay on rescue swimming, but for some reason, doesn't want to edit or finish it. His first rough draft was written by hand, and today I asked him to proofread, edit, and type up a new draft. Instead, he simply typed his first draft with no attempt to correct the mistakes. We'll see how Wednesday goes.