Ah ha ha, I was such a precocious reader that my mother, bless her heart, actually talked to the librarians and gave permission for me to check out YA and adult titles when I was still in elementary school...and she was generally so hyper-controlling about every other aspect of my life, I know she would have been utterly APPALLED if she realized some of the content of the stuff I was reading right under her nose! But she wasn't really a great reader herself, and her friends mostly only read really mainstream bestsellers; and she approved of reading as Educational and Improving (and better than watching tons of TV or running about on my own); so once in a blue moon if I tried to pick up something one of her friends brought to the beach (like V.C. Andrews or Audrey Rose), I'd get told to put it down because it was "too old for you" -- but she never hassled me over dragging bags of age-inappropriate stuff home from the library. XD