Tonight I decided to load up C-dub and Taterbug and take them swimming at a local health club. As I was playing Mommazilla Taxi, I made a quick call to a friend whom had texted me earlier. Yeah, I know, blah, blah blah, cell phone usage in the car is not safe but the law doesn't take effect until July so we're all good. While I was chatting with my friend, I had the music on so that the kiddos could listen to the tunes rather than my grown-up conversation.

Every once in a while, I could hear the word, "stroke," emitting from C-dub's lips, followed by a snicker from Taterbug. Thinking that this was a strange word for him to be saying, I quieted my conversation and turned down my stereo. In his best rock star voice, C-dub was signing:

Stroke meh, stroke meh! Say you're a winner but man you're just a sinner now. Stroke!!! Do it!!!

I started laughing and my partner on the phone, hearing bits and pieces of what my little backseat Billy Squier was singing, started laughing as well. Then came the compliments of my supreme parenting skills and I politely told him that I needed to go and find some Kidz Bop immediately.

By this time, C-dub was embarrassed because of my laughing and then his embarrassment turned into anger.

C-dub: Whatsa matter Mom? He's growling his question through clenched teeth and looking at me through squinty eyes.
Mommazilla: Where in the heck did you hear that song, C-dub?
Taterbug: Dad played it for us this morning on the way to Grandma's house. It's funny, huh?
Mommazilla: Well, it's kind of a funny song but not really a good one to sing if you're a little kid.
C-dub: What's stwoke meh mean anyways, Mom? I started thinking as fast as I could for a good response.
Mommazilla: He's got sore muscles and wants a massage. Tater, turn on your I-pod and lets listen to some Kidz Bop, K?
Taterbug: Still snickering but not sure why...O.K. Mom.

When I got home, Hubby and I had a brief conversation about his son's rock star aspiration. Hubby laughed his way through my description of C-dub rocking out in the backseat but ultimately agreed to better monitor what songs his eldest song memorized and chose to sing to his sister.