At Big Tree Plantation (a Christmas tree farm we visit every year), the kids and I retrieved the car and drove around to pick George up. He stuck out his thumb like a hitchhiker, and I stopped to let him in the car.
Me: I don't normally pick up hitchhikers but you're kinda cute. Get in.
George: Awww, thanks! You're cute, too.
Nick: Would you stop talking like that?
George: What? Do you think you just fell out of the sky? That's how you got to be in the world.
Nick: Just stop.
Later that same day, George and I got flirty again while decorating the tree.
Nick: Would you wait to do that sort of thing until I'm in bed?
George: Oh, we do, Nick. We DO.
Teenagers are so easy to tease it's like shooting fish in a barrel, but less messy and much funnier.