Also, I'm in no hurry.
Without the radio, my daughters (ages 11 and 12) have taken to providing the musical entertainment themselves. On Saturday afternoon, as we drove around doing errands, Mackenzie was the radio, and Ashley was the human in control of it. Every time Ashley "changed the station" (and she did so frequently), Mackenzie would slide effortlessly into a new song, hitting a range of genres as she did so. (My husband Paul has made a point of exposing both girls to a diverse selection of musical styles.)
I smiled in the drivers seat as this delightful goofiness went on behind me. It was music. It was comedy. It was pure fun.
And the icing on the cake? These are the same sisters who used to fight so intensely in the backseat that I'd have to pull the car over. Needless to say, laughter and singing in the backseat are music to my ears in more ways than one!
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