Sunday, April 30, 2006

I Survived.

Thanks to this lovely little book the talk wasn't nearly as bad as I had thought it was going to be.

She didn't ask many questions, just listened.

And I finally understood just how my dad felt when, upon a trip to the Museum of Natural History, I found my sister and her friend giggling over a naked sculpture of some prehistoric man and my 7 year old self declared that it was 'Pshaw! Nothing I haven't already seen!" and walked away in my Miss Know-it-All pants.

We got to the part where it shows all the boy parts and Girl X waved her hand and said "I already know all about that stuff."

Unlike with my dad, I got an explanation. And it's pretty obvious.

She has a little brother.

Also, I thoroughly enjoyed telling Mr X he would someday be responsible for explaining it all to Hurricane and being witness to yet another hair turning gray.



2 comments:

Irish Goddess said...

Too funny, that is the exact book we used for GMan. I keep it now "hidden" in plain sight if he ever wants to look at it again. (He refused to keep it on his bookshelf in his room.) A while ago, Lucy (7) asked about babies being born and GMan said "Go look at the book Mom has hidden under her bedside table!"

I'm glad it went well; cross that milestone off!

Mrs.X said...

I love that book! I have it on the shelf rihgt now and told her she can look at it anytime. I'm just waiting for the questions to start.