My husband and I had "the talk" with our 10 year old son. I saw an opportunity to have the talk in the car today and immediately took it. We discuss EVERYTHING. I thought the car was the perfect place because we didn't have to look at each other. (bad I know)
I have to say that I rather enjoyed "the talk", my husband and son, not so much so.
CAL was begging me to stop telling him things by the time we were done.
The funniest part was when we pulled into the grocery store parking lot. I had just finished telling him exactly what s3X was, how it was done, and what the end result can be.
I get out of the car and CAL screams in a shocked (the rest of the world does not exist) voice "so are you telling me that Dad has stuck his penis in your vagina" The poor kids was horrified at that thought and that is when he starting begging me to stop.
He has not looked at the us the same since. He also asked "so after you have a baby do you ever have to have s3X again" I laughed. At some point he assured me he would never have s3X. I quickly asked if he could give me that in writing.
4 comments:
ROFL!!!!!! Wait... let me pick my popcorn up off the floor! Poor Cal; that was too funny, though....
I'm gonna be laughing about this all night long... Heh...
LMAO! Classic!
Who was more embarrassed: my dad or CAL?
BTW, my dad used the C word in front of me yesterday. I'll have to blog about it.
LMAO!!! At least he used medically correct terminology. (My mother used to hate that I taught my kids to say 'penis' and 'vagina'. She wanted me to say things like 'wee-wee' and, and, and come to think of it, she never even used a term for the female anatomy...But the kids need to know the correct terms. The rest they'll pick up from school and friends. And the internet.)
Usually he calls it his jigger and sack of lumber. This was the first time we have used the correct terms.
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