Mom and Dad, you might die reading this and wonder what kind of hippie Earth mama you raised. Sorry. Bear with me. Love you :)Ok, so this might not be a conversation you'd have with your kids. That's ok. We've decided to be pretty open with ours about the facts of life. Dan grew up in an open-book household and my home was pretty traditional but we decided early on we wanted to be frank with our kids about s*x and not make it a big taboo thing. We don't want it to be this big dramatic talk or no talk at all. A wise friend told me that the "birds and the bees" should be shared somewhere around 1st-2nd grade to avoid learning about it from friends at school. Eden is in that range.
We haven't sat down and had a formal explanation, but we do try to answer questions as they come up, as honestly as possible while still being age appropriate and God-honoring. Like when Dan had his vasectomy, the girls were concerned and wondered why he had a bag of frozen veggies on his crotch. So, we told them that Daddy got a surgery so that we can't make babies anymore. She began asking a few more questions at that time and I think that was the first time she realized it took a daddy as well as a mommy.
Ok, so today, Eden and Elly heard the word s*x on tv. (I use the asterisk to avoid getting hits for people searching that word). She asked, "What does s*x mean, anyway?" We've talked about the word "s*xy" and how that is not an appropriate term to use to describe ourselves or each other except if you are a husband and a wife, then it's ok just between them. So, now she's asked
the question...so staying true to the decision Dan and I made together (though I wanted to dodge it like crazy, but I thought that would make it more of a big deal, and I wanted to keep it nonchalant), I mustered up some courage and said, "Well, it's something that a husband and a wife do and it is what makes babies. God made it just for husbands and wives." I paused for a bit. Eden said, "Ok, so it has to do with private parts." I said, "Yes." (and secretly wanted to die). She seemed satisfied with that answer and not weirded out at all. I went on, "You know, if you ever hear any words or see anything that is confusing, you can always ask mom and dad and we will tell you. You don't have to feel embarrassed." She answered, "Ok," and went on playing. I said, "Do you have any more questions?" Elly said, "Yeah, I have one. How do cooks and chefs know how to make all that food?"