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Wow. I nearly fell out of my chair on this one, and I don’t have any kids. :eek:
I guess I’m just an old fud; I accept that teenagers “do it” (though I never did, waa!), but not in her parent’s house! I mean, well…
I don’t know what I mean.
BTW, I am dead set against 14 being the age of consent, no matter what “our bodies” are doing. That’s an excuse for the worst sort of abuses.
Age of consent for girls and boys, or just girls?
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In the back seat of a trabbi?
Now that’s determination …
Although I do know someone who lost it in an MG. :eek:
Well, you know what they say…“Where there’s a will, there’s a stick-shift in the small of your back.”
-Tcat
Used creatively, the stick shift can even enhance the experience.
14s a bit young, IMO. I don’t think anyone here is urging 14 year olds to have sex, just trying to be realistic about possibilities.
I doubt that this girl will be chastised for not sharing her double bed…
I was 17–and I wish I had been older by a few years. I did date a 24 year old virgin while in college and I thought that was a tad odd–but not a bad thing, since AIDS had just loomed it’s horrific head.
I don’t equate education and open-ness with tacit approval–it’s just education and lack of guilt/shame/rebellion. To me it’s kinda like wine with meals–I let my older kids have a glass of wine at celebratory meals. I do this for a number of reasons: give them a taste for decent wine, model for them that alcohol can be used with discretion, show them that a good wine can complement a meal etc. It also de-mystifies the whole drinking thing.
OK-this is a sucky analogy because I just took it to its logical conclusion and I have a picture in my head of showing my kids different techniques and positions re sex… :eek:
I mean to say that creating an environment of open-ness and getting the facts out there has got to be better than what I had–which was no mention of sex or even menstruation, ever. Dating? No mention of how to conduct myself, what to do if, how to stay safe–bupkus. Oh, yeah-enlightened parents I had. :rolleyes:
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I always thought it was Where there is a will, there is a greedy relative …
This whole is moderately creeping me out.
Parents preparing for their three year olds eventual sex life?
Creep-Ay!
But this almost makes me want to dive into The Pit and find the “teenagers lie on sex surveys, deal with it!” thread.
You know, when I was younger, my mom liked to think about my future prom. She’d buy those prom dress magazines and dream a bit about what it’d be like as a teenager. I distinctly remember her saying “When I went to prom, some of the daring kids rented hotels in San Francisco afterwards. You, of course, aren’t going to be like that.”
Years later my prom came. At the time, I was 17 years old and had been dating a boy seriously for nearly two years. We had rather clearly been having sex (he had his own apartment) for quite a while and there really wasn’t a point in pretending otherwise. Mom gave me a hundred bucks and we rented a room at a very nice bed and breakfast to stay at after the prom. We went to the prom. Then we had hot monkey sex, took a bubble bath, lounged around in robes drinking champagne and woke up to a wonderful, perfect breakfast. Although the guy is long gone, it’s still a pleasant memory for me.
The point is, you can spend a lot of time saying “Well I would never allow my child to do that”, but you don’t actually know what your child is going to be like and what is appropriate until they gets there.