On the way to school, The Boy mentioned that the girls in his 4th grade class would choose a song every week, and then they would sing it over and over.
It was annoying, as that what girls are (of course).
I asked if they were singing the new Lady Ga Ga.
“Which one?” he asked.
“Y’know, ‘My Photograph.'”
“Which one is that?” he asked, perplexed.
Me singing… “My-my-my-my-my Pho-to-graph. My-my-my-my-my Pho-to-graph.”
He had this quizzical expression, the way a dog looks at you when you are showing off your use of opposable thumbs.
“You mean ‘Pokerface?'”
I’m so cool.