
“Mom, why do people kiss?”
Yes, people. These are the questions I’m fielding from my teens these days, so I thought it’s time you finally knew how I had “The Talk” with my daughter. This is the for-real S-E-X talk. No embellishment added (OK, maybe some).
Some of you know this story, but if you don’t, I’m going to warn you. If you’re squeamish, stop reading now. If you don’t like to call body parts by their medical name, stop reading. And, if you are already offended that I am writing about this on this site, you should really stop reading now!
One cold November night when my daughter was in 5th grade, she asked me to come into her room because she didn’t understand something she just read.
Pause here for a minute. I had just found her a book series that she loved and had plowed through the first book in a week.
It was a cute series about a girl who has to stand up for her faith when her friends were doing the opposite of her. So, in this second book, I expected the same gentle outcome.
“Show me what you mean, Mallory.”
She points. I read, ”Then he slipped a drug into my cola and raped me.”
{WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? Are you kidding me?]
“Why is she saying this?”, I ask
“Because she is telling her friends her testimony about how she became a Christian.”
{Thinking quick on my feet here}
“OK. Do you know about sex?”
“Mommy! Yes.”
“What do you know about it?”
“Mommy! No. I can’t talk about it.”
“Well, I need to know what you already know so I can tell you what she means.” Nothing. Only a head shake.
So, I do the only logical thing to do. I go get Dave’s giant Anatomy & Physiology book from his anesthesia school days and sit on her bed. Opening it up the cross section of the penis, I begin to explain the anatomical function and structure of this body part.

She is audibly shocked.
Then I to flip to cross section of the female pelvis. ”A girl has 3 holes. This one you pee out of, this one you poop out of, and this one is where a baby comes out.” Oh yeah, believe me, that was enough to unleash a host of questions and ah-ha moments from her.
“When you’re married, God designed it for a man and woman to have sex (flip to cross-section of penis) and the man puts this penis in (flip to cross section of pelvis) the vagina. It’s awesome and wonderful, when you’re married. And that’s also how babies are made.”
Words like gross, yuck, and never came out of her mouth.
“But sometimes a man wants sex and the woman says no, but he forces her or holds her down or threatens her and does it anyway. That’s called rape.”
“But mommy, why would he do that?”
“Because he is mean and selfish and doesn’t care about her”
“That’s really mean and awful”
As I closed the anatomy book, I casually ask, “Do you have any questions?”
“Nope
“Alright then, good night”
And that, my friends, is how I had “The Talk” with my 10 year-old-daughter. Totally unplanned and not what I would recommend, but because it happened that way we have always freely talked about relationships, dating, and body parts. I did not have this same talk with my son and instead left it to Dave to explain it from a guy perspective, but don’t be shocked to know that I have had to field other, shall we say, boy-part questions.
When the kissing question came up today it seemed so benign. So innocent. Maybe that one will be easier to explain.