Filed under: daughter, emo, family, growing up, guyliner, kids, music, parenthood
My oldest daughter “T” (age 9) has proclaimed her undying love for a young man named Brendon Urie lead singer for an emo band called Panic! At The Disco:
and a smaller crush on Pete Wentz from Fall Out Boy:
Now for a nine year old girl to have a crush on a lead singer for a band is nothing new. In fact I imagine that there were caveman fathers who also had to roll their eyes at their young little cave-girls when they swooned at the group of daper looking cave-teens when they grunted in melody, and stomped in tune.
But my main issue with these particular crushes is the obscene use of “guyliner“. My major fear is that in five years I am going to get David Bowie, Alice Cooper, and Alex DeLarge look alikes knocking at my door asking to “talk to” my daughter.
I cannot allow this to happen.
