It is Triple-Play Thursday on the drive in to school.
Now, I love me some Doors, even though Jim Morrison died when I was, like, 6. (Hint, here comes Isabella, also 6):
Iz: Daddy… Who is Mr. Mojo Rising?
Me: That’s a great question, Honey. I’m not sure.
Then, Queen comes on:
Julianna (she’s 9): Daddy, what’s a “Fat Bottomed Girl”?
Me; Another great question. You see, some people have big butts… Hang on… “We are the champions, my friend.”
Iz: Daddy, you’re not a good singer.
J: Yeah, Daddy. Not a good singer.
I don’t care. I drop them off, then Tom Petty comes on. “’cause I’m Free. Free Falling.” No one judges.
But, fat-bottomed girls? They make the rockin’ world go ’round.