Your father says to you …

I looked at her and my God! I had the most lustful thoughts. 26 isn’t that young, is it?

People … I can’t even … I mean … I just … can’t.

Much has changed since I gave birth between my father and I. We’ve reached this entire other level of comfortability. I suppose that’s simply par for the course when your dad walks into the recovery room post birth and is hearing every detail from the nurses conversation with you.

Involving main words such as: vagina, bleeding, sore nipples, latching on, vagina, pads and more vagina.

What an entirely weird — and creepy! — thing to hear your parent basically say they were fantasizing about having sex with someone younger than yourself.

I shudder in horror.