I found my mother's copy of "Our Bodies, Ourselves" at 11. I was good after that.

Actually my mom was a geologist, so she was way more interested in rocks.

My parents gave a us a book. I don't recall the name, but it had the drawing of a boy and girl holding hands while walking on a long brick road. All five of us got it. So ... no.

I tried to answer every question my daughter asked, whether it be Santa, religion, her dad's death, or sex. It just felt wrong to lie about any of it. Oh, and drug use. I refused to say I'd never even smoked a joint when she outright asked.

Kind of a cute story: once when she was 5 and going to the bathroom, she asked me, "When Miss Bev [who was pregnant] goes to the bathroom, how does she stop the baby from coming out when she pushes?" Naturally, I thought it was a brilliant inquiry.

That was the one thing my mother actually got right. She started early, and explained things in the most clinical way possible. I've never had to have "the talk" with anyone. I don't have kids. Another bullet dodged.

We found out the wrong way...

LOL no ... my mom never said a thing and my aunt said something really scary to me... not repeating it...

I talked to my kids openly and honestly. They still call with questions or to ask my opinion about things. Whew... Having not had it handled well as I was growing up, I was nervous with my kids. Truth, openness and honesty worked well for my 4.

My parents left a small book to find called " your body is changing ". It told me I would be getting hair in strange places and my balls would drop. It did not tell me this would continue after middle age. lol

I'm sure they did and I blocked it out of my brain. My father did have a very extensive collection of Penthouse Forums in the basement from which I learned a lot. Like always pick up hitch hikers.

I lived on a farm such a talk was totally unnecessary.

My parents never talked to me. I kept on open dialog with my son from the time he was little on every topic under the sun.

Not once. I learned about it by lucking into a shameless hussy for a first girlfriend. She's grown up to be the president of an all woman biker gang sanctioned by the Hell's Angels.

Not really. I had sex Ed in school, more than just abstinence fortunately.

Only thing my parents told me was that one day I would have a period.

Not much...should have been more information on birth control...but we were Catholics.

Well... Essentially - no. They were mostly providing me with books on all topics, sex included. I think I was fully competent at the age of 8, years before getting interested in actually doing the thing...

Will follow the same approach with my children when the time comes (+answering their questions of course).

Nope. They were too cowardly. A book appeared on our coffee table for about a week, and then disappeared again. I never opened it.

My mom walked in and handed me a book then walked right back out. Pretty sure I had already had sex before this.

My parents had a fairly intelligent and honest book for teenagers about sex, and I learned a lot from that (though it was a long time before I used most of it . They didn't mind explaining things to me if I asked.

My mom tremblingly broached the subject when I was fifteen. My sisters and I just stared at her, but eventually I made some correction to what she said. She smiled sheepishly and said she could see that she'd left it a little late.
I educated myself with a book I found in my aunt's house when we were in the US when I was nine, on the biological details, but sex isn't hidden in Haiti.
I home schooled my kids until middle school age, so made sure they read library books on human reproduction, since there were illustrated books for all ages.

They started reading the books when they were too young to care about sex, so lacked the sexual curiosity, and ignorance, of their more cloistered friends.
I had "The Joy of Sex" on my book shelf, but my son didn't bother to read it until he entered puberty.

No, but my buddies did. 50's and 60's was an era where a pregnant teen will run away with the child's father.

Noooooo....they were catholic and the most we got was "don't do it". I was interested in the medical field since I was little, so when I got curious, I got some medical books and learned what I needed to know.

Not at all...learned by trial and error.

We kids used to play together. One summer night when we were about 6th grade we called a game of Red Rover. Everything started all right and then a couple of girls started whispering and pretty soon the girls were all hovering around one of the girls and we boys were told there would be no Red Rover that night. And that's how we learned about periods.

Nope, almost become a dad at 17 as a result.

Yes.I had to bring it up with my mom..at 8, on one of Bostons major thoroughfares at 2 in afternoon..I can still see her face as she explained erections...lol

Nope, got my first baby at 16 ;-p