Yesterday Mark took the dogs to the vet so he needed to drive the Pilot, which meant I took Mackinna to swim lessons in the truck. On the drive over she said to me, "I don't like Daddy's truck. I don't like the radio. It always guys talking. The radio in your car Mommy, plays songs we like." I had to explain to her that Daddy listens to sports talk radio, and we COULD change the station, I just never really bother doing so.
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