Of course.

Yesterday the Boy Child got in the car, shut the door and gleefully asked me:

"Guess what I learned in school today?"

I knew the answer. I did. But I asked anyway.

"What?"

"SEX," he told me. Except the way he pronounces it is "sacks". Which is funny in and of itself, but we won't go there.
(Sorry dad.)

Anyway, I asked him if he had any questions or wanted to talk about anything and he said no, he thought he was good. Then a couple of minutes later he said,

"You know what I would say if one of my friends said they needed to do sex to be more manly?"

Oh God.

"No, what would you say?"

"I'd say, 'Don't come crying to me when your penis falls off!'"

"So...you learned about STD's, I take it?"

"Yes!"

It was fine, really, until he was working on his current events homework and instead of political he wrote "poclitical". I really lost it at that point.



This is motherhood. Day 4210.