The moment we had dreaded arrived. Just last night, our little one barged in on us while we were, let’s say, engaged in some intimate activities. We had no idea how long she had been standing there in the dim light before she piped up with, “I can’t sleep.”
Caught off guard, we froze. After a few agonizing seconds, she added, “And yes, I can see you.” Well, that was awkward.
We quickly disentangled ourselves and covered up as she climbed into bed between us. Within minutes, she was fast asleep. Meanwhile, I lay there wide awake, staring at the ceiling, replaying the moment over and over in my head for what felt like an eternity.
The next morning, we knew we had to handle the situation together, calmly and maturely. We settled down with her on the couch, smiling and holding hands as she flipped through her favorite cartoons.
“Good morning, sweet pea. We need to talk about, um, last night,” I began, fumbling my words. “You may have seen something that confused you, and we wanted to check if you had any questions?”
“Are there any more cereal bars?” she replied, eyes glued to the screen. But we were determined to make this a teachable moment.
I pressed on. “Sometimes, mommies and daddies enjoy some grown-up time alone in bed.”
“Sometimes in other places,” my husband chimed in, but I quickly cut him off.
“We love each other a lot, and sometimes we express that love by lying together, sometimes without clothes. It’s perfectly normal and nothing to feel embarrassed about. It’s just how adults show affection in a special, private way. It’s not something we do all the time,” I continued, trying to find the right words.
“Yeah, not all the time. It’s like a rare solar eclipse. If you look directly at it, you might go blind,” he added helpfully.
“Uh, remember that book we gave you about how babies are made?” I asked. “Well, we weren’t making a baby…”
“Definitely not,” he confirmed with a nervous laugh.
“Haha, imagine that! A newborn? No thanks!” I awkwardly continued. “But the book talks about how sometimes we do things together just because we love each other. It feels nice and is totally normal, just like it says.”
“Sometimes when mommies and daddies really love each other, they might go off the script. I doubt the book covered everything, right?” my husband cheekily added.
“Sometimes Daddy watches too many movies,” I quipped.
“Yeah, sometimes he forgets to clear his internet history,” he shot back.
“Or tries to bend Mommy into a pretzel, forgetting she’s not a gymnast and has sciatica!” I laughed, then paused. “Do regular legs bend like that? No, they do not.”
“Sometimes you might hear strange sounds. Mommy makes high-pitched noises, and that’s totally normal,” he over-explained.
“Sometimes Daddy is so sweaty, it’s like making love to a seal,” I joked, realizing I shouldn’t have said that.
“I’d say more like a sea lion, but the point is I work hard for this,” he said, trying to steer the conversation back.
“Okay, we are really straying off topic,” I said, giving him a look to stop.
“Remember our trip to Sea World? It’s kinda like that, but with bodies,” he continued, despite my attempts to redirect.
“Stop talking! Just stop!” I hissed, but he just mumbled back.
“The key takeaway here is that we love each other very much, and intimacy is a beautiful part of being an adult,” I concluded, hoping we had covered everything.
“Right. A married adult. It’s a special, natural part of love, but only when you’re married and, like, around 30,” he added, driving the point home.
“Exactly. So, any questions?”
We held our breath, waiting for her response.
Finally, she spoke up. “Yes. Are there any more cereal bars?”
In the end, we learned that sometimes kids are just kids, and their priorities might not match ours.
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Summary:
This article humorously recounts a parent’s awkward experience of explaining intimacy to their child after being caught in a private moment. Despite the initial discomfort, the conversation leads to a light-hearted and educational discussion about love and relationships, ultimately highlighting the innocence of childhood priorities.