Children and Sex

"So, how old were you the first time you had sex?" my nearly-fourteen year-old daughter asked me the other day as I was driving her to a friend's birthday party.
"Uh... Well... Hmm... Oh wow! Look at those pretty tulips! We should have planted tulips at our house!" was my brilliant response. (I know, I know... now I'll have people flocking to me for parenting advice.)
What I'd like to know is, how did my baby get to be nearly fourteen? When did that happen? And how am I going to catch up with her? I don't feel nearly mature enough to be having this type of conversation!
It all started with a discussion about her favorite books, Stephanie Myer's Twilight saga. My daughter said that some of her friends were uncomfortable reading the books, "because of the sex" in them.
"HUH?" I asked. I've read the books myself (and was captivated by them), and very clearly recall that there was NO ACTUAL SEX in them. And I would have noticed, having read them with my daughter in mind.
"Well, there's a part where Edward and Bella are in Bella's room, and he touches her leg... and then, well, it's because Bella wants to have sex with Edward, even though they don't."
"Oh, I see," I say, and offer up silent praise to God for providing my daughter friends who are such, well, prudes.
Then she hit me with the terrible above-mentioned question. In the end, the answer I gave her was, "I was MUCH too young, really, and I promise we'll talk more about it but I'm not quite ready for this discussion yet." Besides, we had arrived at the party by this time.
"Ok," she said, and I was off the hook. For a while.

This morning my nearly two year-old daughter and I were in the bathroom when her daddy got out of the shower. This wasn't the first time she had ever seen Daddy just after a shower, but it was the first time she ever seemed to notice his penis. "Look!" she said, pointing to it, "TAIL!"
Oh, sweet girl... please stay this innocent for a long time.