“You’re the right kind of sinnahhhhh!”
So I hopped in the frumpy mom-mobile (aka the minivan) this morning with the Princess, and when I turned on the car, Pat Benetar happened to come blaring through the speakers.
Dang. That girl can SING.
Your love is like a tidal wa-have, spinning over my heeeead!
Drowning me in your promises, better left unsa-haid!
I never stopped to think, I just started singing along…
You’re the right kind of sinner, to release my inner fan-ta-syyyy!
The invincible winner, and you know that you were born to beeee!
You’re a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love takeeeeeeer!
At that, C said, rather impressed, “Mom! You know this song.”
A little embarrassed, I paused my performance to the steering wheel.
“Yeah, I guess I do.”
Then she said, “I don’t know this song. Can you teach me this song, mom?”
Time to change the radio channel.