Scene: Car, driving back from GRANDMA'S, so the kids are maybe delirious, maybe drunk.
Plus One: [Looking gloomily out the window because now he's back with MOM.] That song, Mommy? Sing that song?
Me: You want me to sing to you bugaboo? [Yes, I say that. IT'S CUTE].
Plus One: Okay, that song, Mommy.
Me: Which one? Row Your Boat? Twinkle, Twinkle? [Exhausting the catalog<--really?! That's how you spell that word?! What the...?]
Plus One: No, Mommy! [Getting desperate]. THIS ONE!
Me: [Finally realizing he's pointing to the radio, which was hardly audible over the rain and highway traffic.] Oh, the radio? Can you even hear that? [I turn the radio up and look back to see him grinning, his little head bopping.]
The song? Doves Cry. Prince. Do I know how to raise them, or what?