Rocky Roll

Get me Mick Jagger, STAT! I'm riding down the road with my little guys and here is the scene: Harper is wearing rainbow striped sunglasses, a pink t-shirt, purple leggings and red squeaky shoes. Graham has spiky hair, red, white and blue guitar shoes and a jacket with a giant guitar on it whose hoodie says "ROCK!" on it. Harper is yelling, "I need mo Rocky Roll, now please!"
All is fine and good, even cool, until you realize what "Rocky Roll" is. Raffi. Raffi, you know, the guy who sings "wheels on the bus", " 5 little ducks" and everybody's heavy metal favorite, "He's Got the Whole World in His Hands". Rock 'n Roll he is not. More like folk singing for children. And that's not all, we aren't even allowed to hear the entire cd. Instead, we are all subjected to Harper's favorites, which include the 3 above and another diddy called "Rise and Shine". You know a cd has worn out its welcome in the car when you are praying that she won't mind listening to "Daniel in the Lion's Den"- just for a change of pace. We have a three disc set, and yet, Harper only lets us listen to the one.
And so there I am, driving down the road, with the speakers turned off in front and fairly loud in the back (to accomodate her other frequent request, "Turn it up, PLEASE!!!!!". Graham is jamming in his seat, Harper is singing along and Lucy has begun her new tirade on how tired she is of this cd and how all she wants to listen to is her rock 'n roll (remember when I listened to Journey day and night- that's what Lucy wants, again.)
Let's hope that the cds that Harper said she wanted for her birthday are better and satisfying to her very selective ear. If not, Raffi might get tossed from the car window- in true rocker fashion.