In spite of wishing I was still home...

I did miss Dylan.

We had the afternoon to ourselves yesterday, and the stuff that comes out of that kid in the backseat is priceless.

First, a song comes on and he says, "Is this Chasen?"

"No. It's a group from the 80's called Wham!..."

"The 80's...was there a oneties?"

"Nope."

"But there was an 80's and a 90's...but no oneties, and no tenties, right?"

"Right."

"Then somebody is counting wrong."

I was barely recovered from that when a Backstreet Boys song comes on...Quit Playing Games With My Heart...and the line, "Everything I do is for you..." plays.

Again, Dyl pipes in, "So, he gets Pokemon cards for her? He eats lunch for her? He pees for her? And he sings this boring song for her? I bet she wishes he didn't."

This kid is 5...where does he get this shit?