Or possibly food aversion issues, juvenile onset diabetes, wheat gluten allergies (hence the boiled egg), or he may just be overwhelmed/ignored in the home environment and is trying his best to compensate and get some positive reinforcement and acknowledgement (he’s very polite and soft spoken).
True. I taught Jr. High in the 80s. One year the boys in 7th grade would be playing with match box cars, the next year the 7th grade boys would be shaving.
I got up at 6 a.m., went to look in my son’s room, and he was gone.
Ran downstairs and found him in the living room. The model train from Santa was opened, the tracks assembled, the cars hooked up to the engine, and he was looking at the instruction sheet on how to hook up the control module to run the train.
He was 5 years old. I made coffee. He got the train running. Yup, he studied engineering in college.
When my grands were younger, I would send a box of sweets and cash, with the caveat that 10% would go to a charity of their choice. My wonderful DIL told me they’ve been supporting their schools’ emergency clothing/food pantries.
Deferred enlistment (Delayed Entry Program a.k.a. DEP).