The other day my fifth-grader's class took a trip to the Robert Crown Center for Health Education, and I think those of you from Chicago know what that means.
It means the start of sex ed. (It could mean the drug talk, too, but that was for my third-grader earlier in the year.)
I'm not starting this topic to ask advice on The Talk. As far the mechanics, my kids have watched enough Animal Plant on demand to know how 157 different species do it, and I'm not sure they'll be shocked by anything I have to say because it doesn't involve killing your mate afterward.
I'm starting this so everyone can purge their memories of when they got (or had to give) The Talk. If your mother ever suddenly appeared to your and your friends so she could show you how to put a condom on the banana, or if YOU suddenly appeared to your kids and their friend so you could show them how to put a condom on a banana, feel free to share.
It means the start of sex ed. (It could mean the drug talk, too, but that was for my third-grader earlier in the year.)
I'm not starting this topic to ask advice on The Talk. As far the mechanics, my kids have watched enough Animal Plant on demand to know how 157 different species do it, and I'm not sure they'll be shocked by anything I have to say because it doesn't involve killing your mate afterward.
I'm starting this so everyone can purge their memories of when they got (or had to give) The Talk. If your mother ever suddenly appeared to your and your friends so she could show you how to put a condom on the banana, or if YOU suddenly appeared to your kids and their friend so you could show them how to put a condom on a banana, feel free to share.