generation gap

I take Emma and her best friend to school most mornings. The two are like sisters -- love abounds as do those misunderstandings.

One morning, unlike their usual array of musical dance numbers to the tunes of "High School Musical" or "Camp Rock", it was quiet in Emma's room and Emma was staring out the window and her friend just sitting quietly on the bed. I poked my head in.

Me: What's up girls? Are you guys pouting in here?

Emma: (still staring out the window) Mommy, you don't understand my life circumstance...

Me: OK.... It seems like you guys are pouting. Just wanted to know what happened.

Emma: We are young, you just don't get it.

Me: Right... (humbly leaving the room)

Emma: Even when you say "diggy yo-yo", it doesn't sound right.

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Sometimes I do feel SO old...