Teenage boys don't like to tell their mom about the girl situation in their life.
Instead they ask for dad.
I told him, "All the books say you should be talking with me about this, afterall I am a girl and so I know the mind of one better than dad."
...to which I got a hug, a kiss and a laugh, "Mom you go too crazy over the girls stuff."
Note to all who read this: I do not go crazy over the girl stuff, I only plot to sabatoge all interaction he may have with a female; of course all the plotting goes on in my head- he knows nothing of it.
Although, according to his response he's on to me.
Darm those teenage girls.