Who has the hardest time with the woes of puberty, the parents or the pubescent one?
Which is worse- going through puberty or having to talk about it?
Today I have officially had the last talk. And kinda late as time has gotten away from me.
What has come to mind is how very different and individual the talks were, all depending on the child of course.
One child walked out of the room before I got more than a sentence out. The kiddo yelled, "I am not listening to that stuff, that is GROSS."
Another asked a million and one questions and never wanted to end the conversation.
And everything in between.
Each story is hilarious in it's own way.
Just like my kids.