Most of the music I listen to isn’t exactly kid friendly. Not only does some of it contain cuss words, but even the ones that don’t often have dark lyrics that, while not bad, aren’t exactly what you want them to listen to. So, in my car, my music is kept on a flash drive. Baby E’s music, a mixture of Disney songs, My Little Pony music, and a few pop songs, is on a CD. That way, when she gets in my car with me, all I have to do is switch the source and we’re good to go.
Mrs. Revis listens to mostly poppy stuff. Not a lot of what she listens to would be considered bad. So, we don’t really worry about what Baby E might hear when she listens to my wife’s music.
A couple of weekends ago, we were in my wife’s car driving to the library. The song Hot and Cold by Katy Perry comes on. While I’m usually a fan of the way she dresses, I’m not really a fan of Katy’s music. I’d heard the song before, but I never really paid attention to the lyrics. I’m not sure why I did that time, but I did.
In the second or third line in the song, she says, “You PMS like a bitch”. It wouldn’t have bothered me (hell, I probably wouldn’t have even noticed) except that I heard Baby E singing along in the back seat. I look over at Mrs. Revis with an arched eyebrow as if to ask, “Really?”
We were sitting at a red light, so she saw tbe look right away. “She says ‘witch’,” Mrs. Revis explained.
Before I can respond, a voice from the back seat says, “Yeah, Daddy. I didn’t say ‘bitch’.”