I arrived home from work today knowing that we had to get Delaney to soccer practice. Delaney passed me on the stairs with cleats on, hair up and carrying two soccer balls. "Hi Dad. You just missed the talk about testicles. I didn't know that people called testicles "balls". I didn't know that they were shaped like balls. Are you ready to go? I don't want to be late."
Yes, it was about like that. Just one run on sentence, kind of a stream of consciousness sort of thought coming out of her head, with laughter from upstairs as Andrew and Dana just burst into fits of laughter.
When we started with the attitude that we would answer our kids questions no matter how awkward they may be. We were new generation parents that would answer things directly, with anatomical names, and explain things with an open mind. Knowledge cannot hurt you know, it just can be really awkward passing that knowledge along.
More than one dinner conversation has turned to sex or who's dating who at school, and what two 7th graders who can't drive do when they are "going out". It is funny, strange, and glad that they want to talk to us still about some things at least. No illusions that the talk to us about everything and we are their primary source, but the communication between our kids and ourselves is better than it was for either Dana or I.
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