Find yourself

So we're driving around for errands and a song comes on the radio. A guy singing that he will let her go. But he will wait until she finds herself and comes back.

Emma: I like this song. I can understand all the words. He says he will wait for her to find herself.

Me: What does that mean? What does it mean for someone to find herselves?

Emma: Well, it's like someone really knowing who she is. Like someone can decide to be Goth. Just kind of decide that's what she wants to do. But then finally when she meets a boy who lets her be herself, she finds out that she's not Goth and finds who she really is. That's what.

Me: Right. Ok. (WAIT!!!! You're eight, right? High school is going to be a piece of cake! ..................................right?)

46!!

I've been planning a nose piercing and wanted to know Emma's thoughts on which side of my nose I should get it ---

Me: So Emma, if I was to get a nose piercing which side do you think?

Emma: *stunned silence... she stared at me in complete silence for what seemed like forever* MOM!!! You're forty-six! Forty-six! That's crazy!!! You're forty-six!

Me: Are you saying you think I'm too old?

Emma: Forty-six! OH.... let me guess you want to impress men! (totally out of the left field as there has been no boyfriends, or even friends around -- don't believe in involving her in any of that... but that's another story)

Me: I don't think I need a nose piercing if I'm wanting to impress men... this one is just for me.

Emma: Forty-six!!!

All this got me cracking up and here comes the final blow....

Emma: Oh, and if you think it will be cool... no chance with that laugh!

..........................snippet from my life as the cool mom................................