I was reading my friend Destry's blog tonight (see link to the right, I'm feeling lazy, but trust me, she is freakin hilarious and definitely worth checking out) and I found a post where her daughter asked her about how babies get in bellies.
It reminded me of a little story I haven't shared with the blog world that I thought you might find a tad bit funny.
I should start out by telling you that JuJu (my mom) never had THE TALK with me about sex. I was one of those girls that didn't know anything. I remember thinking in fourth grade that if you laid next to someone in bed you were having sex. Anyhoo. Back to the story.
I decided that when Anna asked me about sex, and if she was of age I would let her in on the little secret of sex. Did I want to do this? Did I look forward to it? Did I pray that she would be very ignorant? Oh yes. Have you met my daughter?
Last year, she approached me about the subject when she was starting to get testy about when Aunt Flo would start her monthly visits and when she would get the boobs. Seriously. At her 9 year check up when the doctor asked if she had any questions, she said, "When am I getting the boobs?" You can't make this stuff up.
So she asked about sex. Jonathan got out of the house as quickly as possible (I think to do some heavy drinking) and I told Anna that we would take a bath together and discuss. She LOVES taking a bath with me so this was a real treat in her eyes. I was in the linen closet doing breathing treatments, but she was excited.
We get in the tub and I start explaining about the parts and who has which parts. I then start explaining about how the parts can fit together and what happens when the parts fit together. Yes, it was graphic. I wish you could have seen her face. We talked about everything and at the end her comment was, "WELL, that is just disgusting!" followed by "so does that mean that you and daddy had sex twice when you had the boys?" (I'm telling you the kid is freaky smart)