When my daugter was born, I read any book I could get my hands on about the relationship between a dad and his daughter, and I have to say I felt a little creeped out at the thought of throwing a "red party," as one book suggested, when that certain, special moment in a girl's life comes around.
Red punch. Red paint. Red banners. Really go to town, the book suggested. Let her know things have changed. Now, it seems, I can just skip the party altogether and buy her a DVD. This sounds so much easier.
My First Period Kit and DVD sells itself as a "modern approach to the traditional chat between mother and daughter," and includes a 99-minute DVD, something about birds and insects, a special maxi-pad handbag and a rubber bracelet to, well I don't know, to look pretty.
Charlene over at Shine wonders if that Judy Blume book might be a better option -- you know the one I mean, "Are you there god? It's me, dying from embarrassment."
I remember clearly when my mom sat me down to have the birds and the bees talk the night before our school held its first sex-ed course, and holy lord, I still am embarrassed by that chat. And my boobs hadn't even grown yet.
So I have to ask, is there a way to make this talk any easier? What worked for you?