Because I'm Proud- One Mom's Journey to Become the Best Damn Ally She Can Be
I’m always trying to keep up with my kid’s language, and they are always laughing at mine. You know what I'm talking about. It's the generational language, like, when I didn't know the real deal behind the phrase "hook you up" and they rolled their eyeballs, then kindly brought me up to speed. Or the first time they said, "that's low key" something or other and I had no clue what they meant. It's not a one-time thing, language evolves and just when I think I understand the vernacular, it totally changes. Ironically, even my kids don't get some of the slang of their younger counterparts.