When the kids and I got home from church, they turned to YouTube to settle an argument about a song they were singing. It's a song called "Whatever You Like," by T.I. It's some dumb rap/hip-hop song they like. They settled their disagreement, then started looking up other videos--Red Hot Chili Peppers, Puddle of Mudd, Jimi Hendrix, Fall Out Boy, The Jonas Brothers--then went back to one of their standards "Tell 'Em-Crank That Soulja Boy," by, who else, but Soulja Boy. Zac was doing the dance and Jake was telling him not to. Then Jake got up to go get his jacket to play outside.
Me: He can dance if he wants to.
Jake: Yeah, but he doesn't look right.
Me: Y'all were doing so good with the videos until you started with the rap. Why do y'all like that music anyway?
Jake: Because you hate it.
Out of the mouth of babes.
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That's great, but usually they don't admit it. Jake, let me see, is he the one who told you with a straight face that he didn't drink the cough syrup? I am so glad that George agreed to let me feel warm at Christmas. Love,mom
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