From Jason Lief
We were sitting at the table the other night eating supper when my son blurts out, "My friends and I were talking about sex today." He's eight...third grade. I looked at my wife, then looked at him, and said, "What do you know about sex." "I know there's a naked boy and a naked girl and they get on top of each other." I'll admit, I almost laughed. To hear an eight year old begin to describe sex in such mechanical terms - I barely held it together. "What else do you know?" I asked. "That's all I got," he replied. "Good," I said back to him, "that's not for you to worry about. That's for moms and dads." With that the conversation turned to superhoeros and birthday parties. The next day I was talking to a buddy of mine who has a kid in the same class. They had the same conversation, only this dad went further - he had the talk. As he told me about having the talk with his son, all thought about my response, or lack thereof. Was I wrong to change the subject? Am I wrong to think that my third grader doesn't need to be thinking about sex? "Good," I told my friend, "now your kid can tell my kid how it's done."