Parent

You are standing in the back room of a costume shop on Mass Ave in Boston because your 12-year-old son wanted to go in.

You become aware of the extensive selection of "exotic footwear"--mostly high boots in floppy, shiny vinyl.

You realize you are standing next to a rack of various body stockings, mostly fishnet-style.

You take two steps to the left to subtly place yourself between your son and the body stocking package that has the photo of the woman with her back to the camera, looking over her shoulder, because you notice that this particular body stocking is cut out at the ass.

And you let your son continue to look at the cool Uzi squirt gun and the funny caveman clubs until he's had his fill because he's happy.

You are parenting.