My soon to be 11 year old daughter has turned into a turd.
One minute she is preaching how she is a “pre-teen” and how I am infringing on her “pre-teen” rights. The next she is bawling like a three year old because she has scraped her knee.
It is driving me crazy.
The hormonal tidal wave we are on is rival to Hurricane Katrina. It has a wide path of destruction and deadly consequences.
Today she announced that she was going “Emo” which my husband misunderstood as “Elmo”.
When he inquired as why “Elmo” would be wearing black gloves instead of red, she rolled her eyes and yelled, “GRRRRR” which is the new code for my parents are a bunch of dumb asses.
Next, she proceeded to go through the entire house looking for gloves leaving it ramsacked. She wanted to cut the fingers off of 5 pairs of gloves. When my husband stated “no” and that it would defeat the whole purpose of having the gloves to keep your fingers warm, she rolled her eyes and growled, “GRRRRR.”
Then came out all the mini-skirts, black leggings, and black t-shirts…never mind that is 85 degrees here today.
Apparently “Emo” girls are inpenetrable to the sun and heat…I guess that’s why they are all pasty white.
I figure the only way I can get her out of this phase is to rain on her parade. I decided to go “Emo” myself. I got me some fingerless gloves and am gonna start wearing them around the house and in front of her friends.
When she asks me a question, I’m only gonna answer, “GRRRRRR.”
I will look so killer mopping the kitchen floor in my mini-skirt and leggings.
Is killer even an “Emo” word? Like, Valley Girl was SOOOO much easier.
We should be on to our next phase in a couple of days.
