This tops them all

Preface: John and I got busted by Violet. (Embarrassing to admit, but bound to happen when you have 3 small children.) Luckily...she already knew more than your average teenager about sex.

So the next day, she asked....
"What is making out again?" This led to the whole sex topic again with assurances that it was fine to talk about sex and that no, daddy wouldn't be mad about it at all. So, we had a whole sex conversation in the car. I said, "do you have anymore questions?" She said, "How are sperm made again?" (We are sitting in the backseat of a mini van.) I yell up to John... "How many sperm do you make a day?" John says "4 million, or there abouts."
Violet says, "65 million would be more than that." And we then talk about how all the sperm race to the egg. She then says, if two sperm make it, there will be twins. I said, "Only if there are two eggs too. Once one sperm reaches an egg, it locks all the other sperm out."

She has seen pictures of vasectomies in my physiology books. She knows that the sperm can't get from the testes to the egg in the falopian tubes if the vas is cut. She knows that daddy did that after she was born.

She loves looking at the graphic pictures of STD's. "Mom, what's wrong with this vagina?" I reply, "Ooooooo, that is a really bad case of syphilis."
She asks, "How did they get it?"
Me: "Probably had too much sex with too many people and she got a disease."

Well Tonight, in the back of the van (when we drove past the same place that we were last time (Cooper Drive)), she says:

"Can we talk about sex?"
Me: "Sure"
Vi: "How old do you have to be to start doing it?" (I think it is so funny that she said "doin' it" on her own)
Me: "Well, some people have sex really young, but I think it's best to wait until you find someone you really love."
Vi: "I"m going to wait until I'm in college. Can you give me that medicine that will make me not get pregnant?"
Me: "Yes, I can."

(Pause)
Vi: "Where will we do it?"
Me: "Maybe in your dorm room."
Vi: "Do I get my own room?"
Me: "Yes"
Vi: "Do I get my own key to it?"

That was the end of that conversation.

Later, after the bath....she asked when she would get boobs. I said around 14. She said "how big will they be?"
Me: "About as big as mine."
Violet: "THAT BIG!!"
(Which cracks me up because I'm a whopping 34 A)
She then proceeded to gaze at herself in the mirror for quite some time.

John is not so looking forward to her pubescent stage. By then, I should have prescriptive rights.