Sex talk that turned me into a prude
“What’s sex?” asked my 8-year-old son a few weeks ago. I was boiling pasta for dinner, trying to shove sweet potato into my baby’s mouth and mopping up the milk my 6-year-old had just knocked onto her favorite dress.
“What?” I replied.
Make your face look normal, is what I was thinking to myself, MASK THE PANIC.
“What’s sex?” he repeated, a little more tentative this time.
I knew just how to respond.