On a recent road trip, instead of the usual radio station of classical music, I inserted one of my "mix CDs," which contains the music of mostly the 60's and 70's; the songs that defined my childhood. I explained to Raphaela that this was Mommy Music, and that since I am the only driver in the house, I get to choose the background noise for this journey.
This morning, radio tuned to the classic music station, my daughter declared that this was Raphaela Music. I tried to explain to her that Mommy likes all kinds of music - except maybe Country and Rap - but she insisted (metaphorically, with the word "MINE") that if I have my Rolling Stones and Queen, she gets her Mozart and Bach.
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