A NSFW Family Lesson
A few weeks back, I posted on Facebook the following:
I stand by this update.
For those who don't want to click through, that's me talking about how I danced with my two-year old daughter to Cee-Lo's "Fuck You" song, which I just love and apparently, so does my kid. I knew it was slightly wrong, but hey, it's lyrics in a fast-paced song, so what could she possibly hear?
Forward to this weekend -- the three of us are driving in my car, and my iPod is playing and the same song comes over the speakers.
Wife: Um...is this the best song to play?
Me: I think it's fine.
Wife: Yeah, you're right.
Me: Let's just not sing the lyrics out loud, right?
The song plays through, and we keep driving...and then, from the backseat...
Kid: Daddy! It's FUCK!
Me: Um...what was that?
Kid: It's FUCK!
Me: .....
Kid: It's FUCK, Daddy!
Me (silently praying to myself): What is it, sweetie?
Kid (pointing out the window): It's fog, Daddy!
And yes, it was indeed fog, rolling down the Marin hills in the late afternoon.
Still, lesson learned. Cee-Lo is officially off-limits, at least this tune.
Man, it's tough being the parent of a verbal, smart kid.