The TalkFollow

This afternoon my 4 yr old asked me how people make babies. I've already gone through this with his older brother, so I didn't bat an eye or crash my car when he asked it out of left field. I think the only time I was caught off guard was when, after I had explained the facts of life, (and told him he had to be an adult and with someone he loved, and a job before even thinking about babies) he told me he understood and would practice a lot before having one Fortunately he clarified that he meant he would practice responsibility by getting a job and his own place (cause I told him raising another person was A LOT of work).

Having these talks with kids come up at the most random, and sometimes awkward, times. But it's a part of being a parent and you gotta be ready at anytime, anywhere. However, after our little talk today I realized my parents suck as they never had that talk with me. I learned from school, supplemented from tidbits from the girls bathroom in middle school/high school.

So it got me curious. Where did you learn about sex? Did your parents teach you or did you find out other ways? And if you are, or plan to be, parents, are you ready for that awesome discussion with your little spawns? have you had it already for those of you with older kids? How'd it go?

Internet. Who needs parents?

If you'd ever walked through the Pacific Garden Mall in Santa Cruz in the late 70s, you'd abandon the liberal idea that a social safety net can work too. And you'd be laughing at the idiots in those Occupy movements too. Turn turn turn baby!

Edited, Oct 28th 2011 3:03pm by gbaji

On topic, the closest thing I ever got to "the talk" was when my parents dropped me off at college, my dad said to me "If you bring home a kid, I'll kill you."

No joke.

4th grade "sex education" class, which was actually just a one-hour after-school presentation held in the cafeteria for all 4th graders and their parents.

I got the same, except it went something like "No arrests and no kids, or you're dead."

In elementary school, a "friend" convinced me that a girl can get pregnant if a guy comes in her mouth or between her boobs. I believed her.

A few years later, in sixth grade, we had Sex Ed that taught how babies are made. I almost facepalmed.

My mom never really talked to me about it, but she did say once, awkwardly, that I could always ask her if I had any questions. It was very vague and mysterious.

yeah that's when I almost slammed on the brakes about to yell "The hell you will!!!!"

Man, so far it sounds like our parents totally wimped out when it came to uttering the words ***** and ******. No wonder we're all sorts of fucked up around here

My mother was a nurse. There was very little mystery, at least in the mechanics.

My dad had some kind of human biology book that I read through a couple of times. Once my mom caught me and she took the book away from me, haha.

Huh, most of my useless knowledge was growing up playing Trivial Pursuit and watching Jeopardy all the time.

I don't ever remember getting "the talk", but I was a late bloomer anyways.

I can't remember when but probably somewhere during elementary school after I asked for it. It might actually be around the time my little brother and sister were born (as they're 7 and 8 years younger than me).
I can't really remember any of it but I know my mom so I'm betting she explained it well and that she explained everything.

"The laundry, maybe some dishes every once in awhile...AND PICK UP YOUR ROOM!"

When I was in 1st grade I called my brother a ****** (it was an insult I had heard another kid at school use). My brother promptly tattled on me, and when confronted about it, my parents asked me if I even knew what a ****** was/used for.