While we were camping this weekend (which I'll get around to writing about), the older kids played relentlessly with another couple of girls that were of similar ages. During a quiet moment I got walk with DF. We had a conversation that went something like this.
DF: Those pretty girls were fun to play with.
Me: You looked like you were having fun. (pause) They're pretty girls?
DF: Some of them. Not all of them.
This is like a little peek at DF as a teenager, isn't it?