From Jason Lief
As I was driving with my daughter the other day the chit chat gave way to a more serious topic. "In school next we're going to talk about sex," she told me. "We're going to talk about girl parts and boy parts." I didn't know what to say. I mean, I'm used to joking around about things of a sexual nature with the "guys" while having a few beers on the deck, usually making fun of ourselves, but now this was serious stuff. I thought I'd see what she knew. "So what do you know about sex?" I asked her... experiencing a bit of deja vu. She paused, smiled, and then said, "Not much." Wait... what's with the smile? She knows more than she's letting on. She is eleven after all and I'd be naive to think that there weren't playground conversations at school. I decided that the car was not the most appropriate place to continue the conversation - especially with her fiver year old sister listening in the back. "Let's talk more about this later this weekend," I said, and we changed the topic.