Whilst driving this morning, I was singing along to "Stay" by Sugarland. Barely 5 words in, came a frantic "No, no!" from the back seat.
And then she said it. "No, don't sing, Mama."
Really? Is my singing really that horrible? While I'm not planning on trying out for American Idol anytime soon, I don't think it's that bad.
Or is it just that embarrassing to have your Mama singing along with the radio? Either way, the teenage years are going to be a long haul, kid.
Ah, the joys of living with a 2 year-old.
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