I'm NOT READY!

My darling little bitty baby girl sat next to me on the bed as I was getting dressed the other morning, and she said the following:

Reagan: "Mom.  Most of the girls in my classes are wearing bras now."

This took me by surprise, and I didn't know what to say at first.

Mom: "Well, I don't think you need one just yet."

Reagan: "But why do THEY wear them?"

Mom: "Because their chests are starting to grow.  Yours isn't yet."

Reagan: "And most of the girls in my class have been getting 'the talk'.  Why haven't I been given 'the talk'?"

Mom: "Do you WANT 'the talk'?"

Reagan: "Well, I don't know. I'm a year older than everyone else in my class.  I'm almost 10.  But if it grosses me out, I don't want it."

Mom: "OK.  Good.  Because I'm not ready.  Let's revisit this when we're both ready."

I can't handle any more puberty in the house than what we're currently experiencing with two young men!  PLEASE, let's wait on this a bit!!  Why can't we do this the way MY parents did which was throw a book on my bed when I was fifteen whose title was "Now That You're Twelve"???