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."
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4 comments:
you should have turned around and put your arms up in the air and yelled in a crazy voice: "Oh God, I'm EMO" and then slowly ran after them.
What grade are these kids in???
I'd say 1st....it was crazy!
Hahaha I wonder if getting kissed by your mother before school prevents future emo-hood.
I'd say this is one subculture that's on the sagging end of the s-curve. Funny.
Thanks so much for the OMG-iffic toy soldier candle holder! Husband said, 'I can't believe someone who didn't know you made that thing'.
So, between that and the Cute Fart cards, that's two I owe ya. ; )
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