"The Talk"

I have decided not to number days anymore just because it is getting tedious and I am not on a day count, but a lifestyle change. Yesterday, Dylan asked me, "Dad, when you were in 5th grade, did you have to take a class to learn about your dick?" I am sure a look of astonishment crossed my face, and I said, "What!" He then proceeded to tell me that all the boys in his class have to go to a class on Friday and talk about "boy stuff" and most importantly, their dicks. After I relayed to him that there are many names to call the trouser snake, we should probably just call it our penis. He agreed that perhaps this was a good call. I remember this class when I was his age, so I am not going to be a parent that doesn't let him take the class. One way or another, he is going to hear about it during reccess or from his friends, so he may as well sit in on the class as well. I actually used this time to find out what he "knew" and to speak openly about the subject of not only hormones, erections, and nocturnal emissions, but also about sex and what it was. I won't go into details (unless requested) but my darling son was aware of what sex was, but is pretty naive about everything else. I think my favorite part was at the end during question and answer period. I just told him to ask anything that he wanted, words he heard at school, thoughts he may have had, anything. I was always strait forward and honest, I think the way you need to be.

Weight - 215.4 I guess the school lunch yesterday wasn't as good for me as I thought. The 5th graders get to invite parents for a Thanksgiving Feast at the school, so the herd made the trek and had lunch with D. I thought I counted enough points, but I guess not. Push-ups and planks today...and I'm still feeling good.