We drove home in the dark today. You were relatively concerned about this.
It was the first work day after the fall daylight savings shift and people were not behaving very well. And all the car headlights, the darkness outside, and the fact that all the restaurants seemed closed concerned you greatly.
The radio was on in the background, generating noise that I wasn’t really paying attention to, since it was a little disconcerting to drive in the dark. You were extremely quiet sitting in the backseat, unable to even read or draw.
Suddenly you said “We do not say ‘Shut up’. Family Guy and American Dad sometimes say it, so I can’t watch them.”
I told you that you were correct, even as I tried to figure out why you had chosen to expound upon that topic. It struck me as I tuned into what was happening in the car a little more.
“Did they just say that on the radio?” I asked.
You replied “yes”.
I said “Sorry, babe, I’ll find another station” and started to flip though the pre-sets.
Before I had made it through two channels you spoke up and said “We hardly ever hear that when we listen to my favorite song!”
And that line of reasoning is why we listened to Flogging Molly on the drive home.
