The Remix is God's gift to my Coolness

As you know, I listen to a lot of hip hop and such when I'm in the car with my kids.  And, as you also likely know, I'm apt to sing along and dance as best I can in my seat.  You see, I do it because I love it.  My kids, however, think I'm a big dork who does it just because I'm trying to look like the "cool mom" to their friends.  To this I say...

"Hey, kid, I am a cool mom, there's no 'try' about it!"..."You got told!"  

(OK, sometimes I try a little.)

The other day as I was driving out to my parents' neighborhood a song came on.  I knew the beat.  I knew the melody.  Hey!  I knew the lyrics.  So, of course I started singing along and dancing in my seat...little enough to be safe, and big enough to have fun.


Little guy:  "Mom, stop.  You're a dork."

Me:  "No.  See how hip I am? I know the words."

Little guy:  "That's from, like, 20 years ago."

Me:  "That must be why I know it...I mean, that must be why I, like, know it."

Little guy:  "Are we there yet?"

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