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How to Talk to Your Preschool Child About Sex

Act I

4 year old boy: Mom, do only grown-ups kiss and hold hands and have a baby in the oven?

Mom: Who told you about a baby in the oven?

4 year old: Does (pronounced Doos) grown-ups get babies in the oven?

Mom: There's a little more involved in getting babies in the oven than holding hands and kissing.

4 year old: What else?

Mom: Well, they have to get married and sleep in the same bed.

4 year old: What else?

Mom: It's time to go. Get in the car.

End Scene


Act II

Open scene to boy and mom in the car.

4 year old: Mom, does "baby in the oven" mean "trouble."

Mom: Absolutely.

End scene

Comments

  1. Ha-ha! Don't be surprised to see him checking your kitchen oven for a baby.

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  2. Hilarious!! Thanks for starting out my morning with a big laugh!!

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  3. Ha, ha...oh man you gotta love it! The things kids say.

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  4. I love you. and I love that he knew it had to mean something bad.

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  5. I love you. and I love that he knew it had to mean something bad.

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  6. Hmmmm I wonder how long that will work?!

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  7. Yes. Mustn't do those therapists out of work .... {grins and wonders how much a four year old gets the oven metaphor}

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  8. That is classic! I am dreading that conversation myself.

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  9. Is that all I had to say? Man, I worked way too hard! I realized I had left one piece of info out when my son asked when he would get his period.

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  10. Wow, my kids are way off! They have never even asked anything like that!

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