When thank you was admitted in March, they gave us his personal belongings. Because I absolutely am an unapologetic snoop when it comes to him, I went thru his wallet and found a condom (right next to the occult store business card - barf). Honestly, I don't know if it's needed or not... but... and this just cracked me up... He called from the hospital the next day and said "Mom, don't go through my wallet". I told him that that was like waiving a red flag in front of my face and that now I would *have* to (of course, already had) so he'd better tell me what was in there. He did. I got to once again voice my preference for chastity until marriage (I know, probably a pipe dream, but if it stalls the kids for a couple of years, I'm happy) but I did praise him for being responsible. That study about STDs in teen girls had just come out so I got to throw in another discussion about STDs and how not all of them are symptomatic in guys, long-term negative effects, yada yada yada. I'm *trying* to foster in him a little more awareness than what I recall teen boys as having, especially in terms of respect and responsibility towards partners.
I had to laugh though - no question, he wanted me to know it was there. He said he thought I would be "mad". I told him that while I'd prefer he'd wait, I will *never* be mad at him for protecting himself and his partners.
I'm still hoping it's for show, though.