Don't be fooled...

By this angelic face. Last week he told Mike and I, "I was a little bit goth at school today."
ANG: "What? Why were you goth?"
GEORGE: "I wore my black shoes."

How does he know what "goth" means???

George goes to the university's speech clinic to work on his lisp and speech sounds. His teacher told me that he isn't a candidate for any of their summer programs because his language is so, ahem, "mature" and they don't have anything for kids his age that just need work on articulation. Apparently he told her that she was being "dramatic."