It was another one of those days where we had the beach pretty much to ourselves, and the kids just did their thing whilst I appreciated the opportunity to do nothing much at all, bliss!
I’ve been thinking about sex this week. Actually I think about it every week, but this week it’s different, my children had their first lessons in Sex & Relationship Education and it’s opened a whole new can of worms.
They learnt all about their private parts and the differences between boys and girls, trying to ascertain anything else they learnt is hopeless, they’re 6 year old boys; girls are gross and the words penis and vagina are hilarious.
Last week I headed out for a walk all by myself, my shadows will be joined at the hip for the next 6 weeks and 5 days, not that I’m counting, so I decided to get in some “me time” whilst I could.
Since the letters arrived home a few weeks ago informing me that my boys would be having lessons on Sex and Relationship Education I’ve been a bundle of nerves. There was to be a video, nakedness and discussions on how “it feels good when it’s hard” … the penis, not the sex apparently, and talks on the differences between men and women amongst other things.
I was not and am not prepared for the questions these lessons will no doubt bring up.
And less than an hour in to the Summer break and it started.