I Remember What Boys That Age Were Like

I have been in a form of denial about Max as of late. I've noticed it, it doesn't really effect me, except for it's become more than just some under the covers type of thing. The increasing rate at which he is "noticing" girls. Not just girls, women. He is generally stupified when a beautiful women walks by, is on the television or is on the cover of his favorite magazine. Speaking of magazines, he keeps bugging me to buy him these filthy magazines. Low Rider, yeah...you know the one. Nekked women draped all over some tricked out 76 Chevy Impala, with stripper heels on and something resembling a band aid. Nekked doesn't bother me, nekked is perfectly healthy and normal and we've sort of always been pretty open in our house. It's the way the women are objectified and how it is totally directed at men (achem boys) betweent the ages of 16 or so and about 21.

So, my son is joining the target demographic of all things directed at the hypersexualization of boys 16 - 21. I know the work I've done with him about safe sex and respect and good choices will have had some afffect on him. I trust him to some degree, we'll keep having those talks. BUT I REFUSE to buy him a Low Rider magazine and he can tell me it's because of the cars all he wants, yeah....okkaaaaay.

Contrary to whatever dillusion he's got in his head, I did NOT just fall off the back of a prude truck. Not in the least darling.

But Low Rider? Come on son, that stuff is just icky. At least go for something with a little more class.

Moving on...that said, Max noticed a flavored lip gloss that I'd purchased the other day. It's true, I buy flavored lip gloss. I might as well be 15 for all it's worth, I can't help it. I like fun stuff like that. Blue nail polish and glittery lip gloss. Oh well. I am who I am. Anyway, Max comments "Oh, that stuff tastes good!"

Silence.

Blank Stare.

Max! You little devil!

He proceeds to explain to me about the number of girls he is 'dating' at the moment and how the one he likes the most wears black cherry lip gloss. Apparently Max is quite the man all of the sudden and I felt it was a hint and I mean a STRONG hint that kissing wasn't all they were doing. I don't think it's what I think, yet. But I think I'd be a fool to ignore it. When a kid tells you stuff like that, it's best to file it under "Pay ATTENTION!" so that he doesn't end up a daddy before his time and I don't end up a grandmother before mine. Let's not forget who we are talking to hear, achem!

Welcome to the world of adolescent sex. How much fun. I am elated. Can't you tell? I can't wait to go home and talk to Max about how to use a condom and all the other stuff. It's not like we haven't talked about it before, but something about this feels a little bit different.

Good times.