Go ahead and judge, it's fine. I already judge myself when I read the following sentence...
So, the kids have been listening to Kidz Bop. We got a bunch of them out of the library, and E and M both LOVE the song Paparazzi. E insisted for two weeks that Brittany Spears sings the original version, and I just couldn't keep my mouth shut. I could not let her think that, I just could not bear it. So I told her that I was "pretty sure" it wasn't Brittany...and after several conversations I said, "Fine. I'm going to get a Lady Gaga CD and play you the real song." Which I did.
After quietly listening to ma Lady, E stated (very definitively), "Wow. She has got a GREAT voice." "Yes," I agreed. "Yes, she does." And so, after an internal battle that lasted several minutes, I played them most of the rest of the double CD set. I did manage to cut off a few questionable lyrics mid-sentence, but they got a good taste of it. And they loved it. M said, "Play that one again with the he ate my heart." Emma is requesting "Telephone," also better than the Kidz Bop version, and "Alejandro."
I did not intend for this to happen. E told me the other day, "You are the best Mom because you let us listen to Lady Gaga. Most of the other mothers don't." Whoopsie.
Saturday, September 14, 2013
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