"Maaaaa-ooooomm!" Ethan bellowed from the back seat.
Turning the music on the car radio down, I answered impatiently, "What?"
"Is this country music?" he asked.
Wondering where he was headed I answered, "Yes. So?"
"Well," he paused, "can you turn on the city music?"
"City music?" I repeated.
"Yes. City music. You know, the good stuff."
Apparently my hopes for having a future Tim McGraw are all for naught.
Thursday, November 17, 2011
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