How old were you when you were told about "the birds and the bees"?

Huh? Birds? Bees?

I don't remember. Although apparently when my parents sat me and my brother down to tell us, our response was "Eeeeeew! You did that twice?!"

I'm going to assume you meant when my parents told me.... They still haven't told me.

My sister gave me all kinds of bad info from around age 3 on up.

I can't remember. That was so long ago.

My parents never really told me about sex. When my mom found out I was sexually active (I hate that phrase), she just told me, "I know you're going to do what you want to, but please be safe about it." And, that was that.

Around 12, but it wasn't from my grandmother (she barely understood such things herself), but from my best friend Sandy.

My parents never discussed it with me, so I learnt it all at school.

My parents never discussed sex with me.

They left that to my peers and public school.

I was given a very nice book that had very tastefully done drawings - I remember the sperm in particular. And the text wasn't baby talk, but very easy to understand for 9 year old. I took the book to school. I was really excited to show my friends because now I had the scoop! I had the answers. A teacher saw us all huddled together and confiscated the book.

Probably early teens, but I can't remember the exact age.

I think I was five.... and a lot of good it did. Mom told me how babies were made, but didn't bother to tell me that if her boyfriend wanted to do that with me I should get away from him and tell someone. My daughter is three and I've already told her that no one touches her pee-pee or her butt. And I know she knows what I'm talking about because when I have to wipe her up after I take off her all-night diaper, she sometimes will tell me, "No one touches my pee-pee!"

Well, I hope she never has act on what she was taught. But if she does, it sounds like she could hold her own.

Um...never

Don't remember having the sex talk with my parents but I knew about it pretty early. One thing that was funny, though, is that my grandmother bought this book, "What's Happening to Me" for me. Not sure how old I was and she also bought a copy for a male cousin of mine. A female cousin and I were hysterical reading the book. We must have been about 9 or 10 at the time. We were especially amused by the drawing of a boy with an erection---he was standing at the end of a diving board and his swimming trunks were bulging out.

I hope she never has to either. She is very strong-willed, and a strong little bugger to wrestle with too. I think she will be fine.... but it is my job as her mommy to make sure.

Sounds hilarious!! Do you remember the author? Or do you still have it?

I don't remember - my mum says I was about 5 when I asked.

My mother told me baby's were found in cabbage patches.

i was young and i was watching tv so i saw sum dude call a girl sexy thats when i asked my parents

My parents never discussed sex with me.

she understood something or you wouldn't be here.

She was from an era where a bride to be was told to submit to her husband. She had absolutely no idea of eggs and sperm, only that the marital act sometimes resulted in pregnancy. But of course, she was born in 1905 and young women were't very well-informed back then. She actually thought a woman menstruated from the same opening that she urinated from.

It's "What's Happening to Me?" by Peter Mayle. When I was teaching in Florida, our local Blockbuster had a video of this book. Several of us (teachers) rented it and watched it one night while we were having drinks. It was also very funny to watch as an adult.

"Where Did I Come From?" is also very good.

So... very good as in ridiculous and funny (like some of those sexuality books from the sixties) or good as in something I'd want to have in my house to read to my daughter someday?

As I recall, it's cute and funny. It has to be humorous to deal with all the puberty changes, I think. "Where Did I Come From?" is also similar in its presentation. I'll probably buy the latter this summer for my daughter. She's only asked me once (so far) where babies come from and I told her. She laughed and then asked, "No, where do babies REALLY come from?" That was probably 8 months ago or so. She hasn't asked again.

My parents don't have serious conversions with me about anything. Never had a talk about anything. I've had to find out everything about life pretty much on my own.

Sometime just before my little boobies popped out.

I just thought of one of the most mortifying times in my life. The first bra.

I cried. It was a wretched time.

Like I would tell you you freakish pervert.

About 8 years old, back when I still thought you made babies by lying on top of each other and it'd get delivered by a stalk or something.. little did I know...

My mum didn't talk about it with me. But I had a school talk on it in year 8 (12-13 years old).

I was never told about the "birds and the bees". ...it just came naturally.

I was sort told about all that stuff when I was very young, I exposed to that kind of environment when I was very young and I slowly pieced it all together, so really I wasn't told just had a majority of it piled on, I think.