The fine line between Genius and Insanity

I have an intricate system set up to retrieve the boy from the fancy private school on a daily basis.  It takes a village they say.  In our village, everyone has a pick up day.  

See, the boy is just barely IN the fancy private school.  If it weren't for his dad's years of hard work and a very generous scholarship, well there would be no private school.... especially not a FANCY one. Of course, he'd be just two years from High school graduation, since all that the public schools could come up with for a kid with Spen2's genius level was to "skip" him every other year.  Anyway, there is NO money for the fancy private school's after care program.  

Friday was Camille's day (you got a license, you get a day)... She gets there, no boy.   She finds his teacher.... She's informed that Spen2 went home with the Smith Family (names have been changed to protect the insanely rich).

My mother calls me in a panic.  Leaves a message, "I need you to call me right away".  That never happens.   When she tells me what's going on, I find the number with haste and call the Smith family.   I get the nanny....now, surely you knew that the Smith family would have a nanny.   Nanny Smith is frazzled by my call.   The Mrs told her that this was all handled.  The Mrs said she had spoken to me.   Yes, Master Spencer was there, he, another child from the fancy private school were enjoying some of Chef finest after school snacks.   Of course they were. 

The nanny passes along the request that Spencer be permitted to spend the night with Young Master Smith as they hand a plethora of fun activities planned for the night.   Not wanting to deprive my son of a night in, what he refers to as, PARADISE, I consent.   Don't have to send a thing.  They have extras of everything.  Skis, boots, swim trunks, baseball gloves.... Whatever size you need.... In the 'mudroom'.

I go out for a Grown Up dinner with a friend.  Get home and get comfortable.  About midnight the madness begins.  I get a text from my GENIUS son that says,

"what's your credit card number? I wanna get something in "Clash of Clans" and I need gems and I will pay you back later and I need the security code".   I didn't even respond.

Fine line between Genius and Insanity.  What is wrong with him???