So it'* Friday night, I'm supposed to be doing homework...and instead I'm being distracted by 5 boys who are in my house. Two 10 yr olds, and three teens 15-17. Only two are mine...the others are friends... the 15 yr old I just met tonight... he seems to fit in well with our whacky sense of humor.
I suspect he was acting on a dare...but he just waltzed through my kitchen...in his boxers.
I looked....looked away...and said, "...so HOW good of a friend are you to my son?"