My kids worry me sometimes. Maybe I've been too open with them. Nah, That can't be it. They're just pervs. I blame MTV.
We're sitting at the supper table when my youngest asks "How old were you when you lost your virginity?" *Uhhh* Then I look down the table and my oldest is waving at me. As if to say, "Yeah....I'm proof."
The middle one speaks up, "what, 16?" Thinking that was a great age and the math worked out I quickly said "YES". I'm still standing by that 16 by the way.
Then I notice the oldest's boyfriend doing weird things with the salt & pepper shakers. Sex ed at the supper table. My Publix Pilgrim *yes I know it's June* salt & pepper shakers were doing it on my table. Loser is chuckling, the kids are howling and I'm trying to conceal my laughter. Didn't work too good.
I guess it doesn't help when me and Loser are making nasty jokes and egging them on. They aren't stupid and I'm not going to be that parent that thinks "My kids will never know about sex". Being open, especially with my oldest, has shown her that sex is best waited for. I have never lied to her about how hard it was being a 17 year old mother. She doesn't want any of it. She likes to babysit and give them back.
It also makes talking to her alot easier. She comes to me in a heartbeat to talk to about any problems her and the boyfriend are having. And it gives us excellent fodder for jokes.
We have a rule. "If it's funny, You aren't in trouble". We laugh alot around here.
Be it a dirty joke or finding my figurines placed in comprimising positions by 1 or more of the many leeches in my house. Sometimes even Loser.
I guess we'll just keep on being pervs. I guess they learned it from us after all.
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