My hubby and I have always wanted to be the "cool parents." You know the kind of parents that are loved by all kids due to their high sense of coolest? We've come to realize that this goal is quickly deteriorating due to the fact that we're just boring and we like Wal-Mart far too much to be fancy. The kids are slowly getting used to the idea that they have nerdy parents who have strict rules as far as how they're raised. Although they don't appreciate it now, I hope they do in the future. Until then, "Mean Mommy" is an o.k. title with me.

One thing that has kept us up on the cool scale is Hubby's taste in music. He loves old school rap and it's very common for Run DMC, Paperboy (yes I know he was recently arrested but he was cool at one point), Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Kool Moe Dee, and a little Sugarhill Gang, to be playing in either our cars or home stereo. I recently uploaded "It's Tricky" by Run DMC to my I-pod (points on the cool scale – thank you very much) and C-dub and Gun-Gun are addicted.

During every car ride, I hear an echo of, "Tricky pweeesssseee!! Tricky pweeessseee!!" and we're forced to listen to the song until Mommazilla can no longer take it. The other day while listening to the song for the fifth time in a row, I told C-dub that he was "addicted" to the song. He informed me that no, he was not addicted, he was "attracted" to the song. Rather than argue for correct word usage, I had to slightly agree with him. Yes, I guess he was "attracted" to that song, and his uncanny ability to be a five year old white rap star demonstrated this fact.

In order to promote my junior "Vanilla Ice" the Easter Bunny brought C-dub Run DMC's greatest hits in his Easter basket. On Easter morning, I saw his little eyes light up when he looked at the CD. He's just learning to read but was able to decipher "Tricky" off the back label. For the rest of the day, C-dub sequestered himself to his room; the walls were vibrating with Run DMC as C-dub practiced his rythmes and break dancing. He hasn't quite perfected his moves yet but he's getting there and it's definately enjoyable enough to watch a litte blonde-haired five year old boy telling you:

This speech is my recital, I think it's very vital
To rock (a rhyme), that's right (on time)
It's Tricky is the title, here we go...

It's Tricky to rock a rhyme, to rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's Tricky...it's Tricky (Tricky) Tricky (Tricky)
It's Tricky to rock a rhyme, to rock a rhyme that's right on time
It's Tricky...Tr-tr-tr-tricky (Tricky) Trrrrrrrrrrricky

C-dub is certainly already better than Vanilla Ice ever was. And he's got the moves to back up his righteousness. He hasn't asked me for any "bling" yet but Taterbug already assured me she's got a drawerful that he can borrow from. I guess when the time comes and he wants to go professional with his career (myabe when he's six or seven) we'll try to find some more age appropriate songs. Until then, Vanilla Ice Jr. will be rockin' the 80's at the 'ole Redneck Ranch.

For your viewing pleasure, "It's Tricky":