>I am so loving the stories people are telling in response to my inquiry about how they learned how babies are made. However, one thought these comments aroused (heh heh) in my little head is the difference between learning about how babies are made/where babies come from and about sex in general. After I learned how babies were made, I don't think that I thought about people having sex just to have sex because it felt good. Then again, my Barbies were getting it on with Ken, so I must have had some concept of the many purposes of sex. On the other hand, I was clueless enough to ask my mom how babies were made, so perhaps this is just another sign that I was not the most perceptive lass out there. Hmmm…

By the way, Forever rocked the house, as did Then Again, Maybe I Won't and to a lesser extent, Are You There God?.... (Not to mention the brilliant comedy that emanates from Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing and SuperFudge, although they had nothing to do with the traumas of puberty. I still laugh out loud just thinking about scenes from those books.) Long live Judy Blume!

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