Today when I picked up Zayd and Ethan from their after-school program, Zayd pulled me aside and cupped his hand over his mouth to whisper in my ear.
Zayd: Uhm... I'm scared for Thursday (he whispers).
Me: (I whisper back) Why?
Zayd: Because. Thursday is the puberty talk (he whispers).
I stand up and say in a normal voice...
Me: Well that shouldn't be scary, should it?
We start heading out the door to the car.
Zayd: Well... kinda.
Me: But you already know about all that stuff. We've already talked to you about this.
Zayd: I know.
Me: So why are you scared?
Zayd: Because the other talk was the Talk talk. THIS talk is about puberty.
Me: And you think the puberty talk is going to be worse than the Talk talk?
Zayd: Oh my God. (He stops in his tracks and stares at me). I hope not.
Me: Well then... what's to be scared of?
Zayd: I don't know... (his voice trails off).
Zayd: But they want us to discuss it.
Me: Who wants you to discuss what?
Zayd: The nurse who is coming to talk about puberty. She wants us to ask questions and have a discussion.
Zayd: That sounds uncomfortable.
Me: Well then, don't discuss. Just listen.
Zayd: Yeah. But that's uncomfortable too. Kinda.
Me: It'll be fine.
By now we are driving home. We drive in silence for a few minutes and then he says...
Zayd: However. There is one great thing about this puberty talk.
Me: What's that?
Zayd: We get free deodorant.
Me: Free deodorant.
Zayd: Not just any free deodorant. Old Spice.
Zayd: God. I'm really excited now.