We had a serious talk this week as a family. I was sharing some parts of my story with my kiddos, trying to figure out how to explain without oversharing, wondering what they were ready to hear, wanting to make sure they had a clear picture without, well, trauma.
At the end, I took a deep breath and asked, "OK, guys. Do you have any questions?"
Monkey looked up at me and said, "Well... Mommy?"
Half-glad and half-nervous, I said, "Yeah, Baby?"
"Can I take skateboarding lessons?"
Oh. I guess they're handling it OK.