I ordered a book called The Wonderful Way Babies Are Made to help me talk to Peter and Sarah about the wonderful way babies are made.
I chose this book because according to the review it presents the material in a Christian way. The book is "set against the backdrop of God's creation and our role in it." It includes "large-print rhyming text that is designed to be read aloud to kids 3 to 8 and it contains in-depth, appropriate information in smaller print for kids older than 8."
The book arrived yesterday and I began casually flipping through it. The illustrations reminded me of beautiful illustrations you might find in any classic children's book - babies, sunflowers, animals of all types.
And then I flipped to the page with a classically-drawn and beautifully-illustrated woman on top of a classically-drawn and beautifully-illustrated man under the bed covers.
My heart started pounding and I immediately slammed the book closed.
I can't do this. I can't do this. I can't do this.
I hid the book on a high shelf and did not even read one single word of the book.
I mentioned the book to my husband later in the evening and asked if he wanted to see it. He put his fingers in his ears, closed his eyes and started saying, "Lalalalalalalala...I can't hear you...lalalalalalalalala."
According to my husband, his parents never had "the talk" with him. He says had to learn about it on the mean streets of Wellesley. If you've ever been to there, you'll know there isn't a mean street within a 10-mile radius.
I want Peter and Sarah to hear this from me and not their friends, the internet or the Disney channel so I guess at some point I'm going to have to have "the talk" with them.
I pulled the book down off the shelf this morning and flipped to the page that got me flustered yesterday. It presented the information very nicely and in a way that probably wouldn't make you blush too profusely.
The book is written in a way so that I could give it to Peter and let him read it and come find me when he's done so that I can answer any questions.
That is, if he can find my hiding spot!