When I dropped the boy off for school today, I walked to the front doors with him to check out the schedule for this week. We are walking up and two little kids go "Whoa! You are both wearing black!"
The boy and I look at each other...
like duh...and I say, "I know. WE.ARE.SO.GOTH."
I check out the schedule, kiss the boy and run to my car. Just before I can get in, I hear this little voice behind me say, "You're emo!!" I laugh and yell back, "What does the mean??" He looks at his friend and then me and then his friend and says, "I......um.....I
don't know."
I said, "Me neither, but I don't think it is good."