Sometimes I feel sorry for my kids. They have been raised since birth listening to such diverse music as the Dixie Chicks, Johnny Cash, Bon Jovi, as well as a sprinkling of other selections from the 80’s. J and I have talked about the likelihood that our kids will go to elementary school and possibly be ridiculed because they think that Van Halen is cool (well, according to J, they ARE cool, but that’s another issue entirely).
Anyway, one of Bobo’s favorite songs to rock out to is “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun”. We call it our “mood” music, and listen to it practically every morning in the car on the way to preschool. This morning, however, I found myself singing by myself, instead of my usual duet with Bobo.
“What’s up, Bud?” I asked. “How come you’re not singing along?”
“Momma,” she started reflectively, “if girls just wanna have fun, what do boys want?”
I quickly surmise that are multiple answers to that question, few of which are simple, and probably none of which are appropriate conversations to have with a three-year-old. For now, Bobo is satisfied with my rather lame answer of “Boys want to have fun, too. This song just happens to be sung by a girl, so that’s why she’s singing about girls.”
We will definitely defer other elements of that discussion until a later date. Hopefully, I have at least a few years to try to refine my answer a bit.