I have now officially delivered The Talk to two of my kids. Under VERY different circumstances. The boy asked, so I answered all of his questions matter of factly and tried not to show him that I was DYING inside.
The girl, however, took off alone on our hike last weekend. I finally caught up with her and read her the riot act. And she burst into tears. "Mom, I'm SEVEN." "The boys are way ahead of us!" "It's not fair."
"But you're really small. And the boys are TOGETHER- and older and bigger than you. And I know it's not fair."
So, I had to tell her why I wig out if she tries to act her age. Lord, Help me! Why did the facts have to be given from such a negative angle?
So I hugged her, and we hurried after the boys who had run for the bathroom at the trail head- Together.