Yesterday you and I had this conversation:
Avery: (out of no where) "So what does sex feel like, anyway?"
Me: (thinking to myself, why the heck are you thinking about this and how can I deflect and do I really want to have this conversation) "When you are in love, it can feel good."
Avery: "But like, what is it!?! I know you get under the covers....I mean, have you ever done sex?"
Me: (thinking, phew! she gave me an out!) "Yes, of course. You have sex to make babies and I had you and Alex." (also do I need to do a better job of explaining where babies come from? maybe, but not right now.)
Avery: "Ok. Makes sense."
You are almost eight and a half years old. Don't grow up too fast.