The latest in the series of conversations I wasn't planning on having with my sixth grader: what exactly a lesbian is and why it is not appropriate to speculate as to (or otherwise comment upon in any manner whatsoever) a friend's orientation. Good god and little chickens. The rule is that his phone must be available for parental inspection at all times, and in his defense, the texted comment in question was incoming and not outgoing. I took the opportunity to make it a teaching moment. And then I had a very, very large glass of wine.