Explaining "the birds and the bees" these days....

A little boy comes home from school one day and asks his Mom, "Mom, what is sex?"

She was prepared for this and said, "Well, let's sit down at the table, I have a book to show you and then we'll discuss it."

So, she goes through the pages, explaining things as best she can and then asked him, "Now, do you have any questions?"

"Yes," he says, pulling a Little League Baseball application out of his pocket, "How do you get all that in this little box?"
 

Years ago, as a divorced mother with a young daughter, I found myself closely watching my man friend's actions when my 5 year old daughter was sitting on his lap, even though I saw he was being very fatherlike. I think that was the first time I realized I had 'aftereffects' born from my first stepfather.
 
I remember when we had the school "sex talk" my Freshman year in high school. The girls' gym teacher took the girls off for their talk and the boys' teacher took the boys some where else.

Mostly what we got was that boys were ravening beasts who couldn't help themselves because their sex organs were on the outside of their bodies where they could see them and touch them and thus all they thought about was sex. Girls, on the other hand, had theirs "hidden" so they weren't as tempted.

Apparently it was up to us girls to be in control at all times. No way could you trust a boy to keep things in hand (pun intended...)

I couldn't look a guy in the eye for days. What if he was thinking about sex when he looked at me? ( Not that there was much danger of that, I'm afraid. I was well entrenched in my "ugly duckling" stage then, ugly glasses, frizzy hair and acne. )

After that, I found out that they were, indeed, ravening beasts.....LOL.
 

Years ago, as a divorced mother with a young daughter, I found myself closely watching my man friend's actions when my 5 year old daughter was sitting on his lap, even though I saw he was being very fatherlike. I think that was the first time I realized I had 'aftereffects' born from my first stepfather.
I was out with a friend once and saw a father with a little girl. They were so affectionate and obviously enjoying each other's company. I remarked how nice it was to see a father out with his daughter and having such a good time.

She remarked that, unfortunately, she couldn't look at a scene like that without wondering if he was molesting her at home. This was based on her personal experiences.

That is so sad. It about broke my heart.
 
I remember when we had the school "sex talk" my Freshman year in high school. The girls' gym teacher took the girls off for their talk and the boys' teacher took the boys some where else.

Mostly what we got was that boys were ravening beasts who couldn't help themselves because their sex organs were on the outside of their bodies where they could see them and touch them and thus all they thought about was sex. Girls, on the other hand, had theirs "hidden" so they weren't as tempted.

Apparently it was up to us girls to be in control at all times. No way could you trust a boy to keep things in hand (pun intended...)

I couldn't look a guy in the eye for days. What if he was thinking about sex when he looked at me? ( Not that there was much danger of that, I'm afraid. I was well entrenched in my "ugly duckling" stage then, ugly glasses, frizzy hair and acne. )

After that, I found out that they were, indeed, ravening beasts.....LOL.
:mad: Men!! :giggle:
 
How many here actually got the talk? I didn't. Honestly don't remember how the bits and pieces came together. Some of my friends got a pamphlet from their doctor that used words like "special embrace". By the time 7th grade came around, we had the basic education of human anatomy and plumbing with pictures ( artist's drawings). By that time I don't think any of that was news to anyone. One or two years later the text books were replaced with new full color ones, the only mention of sex was salmon spawning. My classmates thought that was pretty silly.
Does that sound familiar! I can't remember what age, but my parents must have decided it was time for the talk. I already knew the special talk was a thing. Everyone my age did. My dad took me out for an evening walk, and broached the topic by saying, "You've probably heard all this from the older kids," to which I replied, "Yes, I'm pretty sure I have." And that was the end of the talk. I'm not sure what else he could have told me. I could have used some coaching on how to best please a partner, but I wouldn't actually need that information for several more years, but it would have been helpful.

Seventh grade we had the official sex education classes. Girls went to one room, the boys went to another. We watched a movie that showed medical diagrams of body parts. It was kind of a big deal because it was about sex, but I don't think there was anything new in the learning. If sex was as boring as the instruction, I don't think I would have wanted to ever bother with it.
 
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"Now son, you see how the prongs of a plug when plugged into a socket in a wall is necessary to produce life/electricity, well you have a 'prong', and a girl has a socket, keep you prong out of the female's socket or you' may end up with an unexpected "spark".
 


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