The Cradle Robber Monologues....

Ok so I am noticing this common thread in my life recently that I am simply not happy about. Example one....I am sitting on this flight from Argentina to Brazil and I am seated next to this cute (in a boyish way) brazilian with dark eyes and a mouth full of braces. He is fifteen and he is convinced I am eighteen although he won't believe me when I try to tell him otherwise.... (I have no idea what it is about the way that I look that puts me in that age group.) We start speaking in Spanish and he talks to me about his family vacation to Argentina along with things that he likes to do...play guitar, listen to music, hang out with friends (Typical high school activities.)....He starts to talk to me about music and we find that we both have a common interest in the Cranberries and our favorite Cranberry song is Ode to my Family. I am sitting there with one of his Ipod earphones in my ear with the other in his...I being the education freak that I am, ask about his favorite classes in school...He tellls me that sexual education is his favorite (My mind is screaming do they teach sex ed to children now??!! And how are they teaching it that makes it the favorite among little boys!) I try to keep a straight face and change the subject but then he begins to tell me how much he loves California and how he has always wanted to live there....(I am unsure but it seems that he is starting to flirt with me and of course this makes me a little uncomfortable since he is a baby!) I pretend to go to sleep so that I don't have to continue with the suddenly awkward conversation....he lifts the arm rest between us and snuggles up next to me....
Example two....I went to the fireworks at WSU to celebrate the 24th of July (It's a Utah thing) I am surrounded by like 50 kids all of my brother's children and his wife's nieces and nephews. I enjoy going up there each year to visit with her family and play cards. This year my brother's neighbors came along with their two children. One of which is a thirteen year old boy....somehow him and I became BFFs because he kept talking and talking and talking. He begins to tell me about all of the books he is reading (the Twilight series) unfortunately for me I like millions of other Americans have read it as well. He makes a comment about "the children" here and trys to impress me with the fact that he is a "pre-teen" now. He tells me about this "hefty fine" he has at the library as though he is a convict bragging about a jail sentence. He thinks I must be near his age since I am not married as though the only time you become an adult is when you say "I do"....
Is it the fact that I talk to anyone anywhere? Is it the fact that I have a wide range of interests that includes but is not limited to The Craberries and Twilight? Or do I look eighteen? Whatever the case I hope this cradle robber thread will fray and break soon....