Hollowfox, you just reminded me of the first time my girlfriend and I tried to impress boys by inviting them over to eat. We were all around 14 years old and my mom said we could make a pizza, from the box.

Not having worked that kind of dough before, we pulled, and prodded, mashed and stretched. It was pathetic. We didn't let it rise enough and it only covered about 1/2 of the round pizza pan! What a hoot! I think they ate it anyway, being teen boys and all. Thanks for sparking my memory!

bbc, when my son broke up with his first girlfriend he was almost 17 and she was an "older" woman, in college. I knew we were dong okay, when he came and sat on my bed and cried his heart out and let me hold him that night. He thought his whole world had ended and he came to mom. I was so very grateful for that moment and his trust.