My son is twelve now, and is *really* getting into girls. A lot. But the thing about twelve year old boys is this: they don't possess what I like to call that... discretionary gene yet. He and I were walking down the street going home from the ballfield the other day, and there was a woman walking towards us who was... gifted.
And I saw them, and I saw him see them. But she was too close for me to go "Dude, shut up". She hadn't walked two feet behind us, and he goes "God dang, did you...