My daughter, who is 9 years old (she'll be 10 in April), has been asking me very pointed and specific questions about sex. Yeah. So it's time for us to sit down and talk about the birds and the bees. But I didn't feel it was appropriate to talk about sex if she first wasn't aware that Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, and the Tooth Fairy aren't real. I mean, I need her to respect me and believe me when I tell her something as important as sex; I didn't want to talk to her about sex with her still believing that Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, and the Tooth Fairy are real, when they're not.
So I told her the end of September. She sort of already had a sense that they weren't real, but she was still a little sad that they weren't. But it wasn't a big problem or a big deal. I told her one of the best things to say to a classmate who asks her if she believes in Santa Claus was to say, "You know, I believe in Santa Claus because I want to receive presents" or some such. We've always emphasized, from little on, the religious aspects of Christmas and that it is a time of giving and sharing--and not just receiving.
Now that my daughter knows that she can trust me not to lie to her, our sessions on sex have been going very well. I'm glad she knows, and I'm glad we have the trust that we have between us.