Scene: Leaving McDonalds parking lot. They Might Be Giants, Here Come the One, Two, Threes is in the CD player.
HRH: Mommy, can start this song over again?
Gremlin: This song makes me feel dumb.
Manic Mommy and HRH simultaneously: First of all, Gremlin...
(MM stops to listen to HRH's reasoning)
HRH continues: ...that doesn't even make sense. Secondly, no one will ever think you are dumb. And third, Mommy doesn't like hearing you say that."
Thank you, HRH. I couldn't have said it better myself.
19 hours ago