i don’t know why certain hip children’s music turns me to mush, but it does. i totally have a playground crush on justin roberts for writing all the wonderful songs on meltdown, and i don’t even know what he looks like. if you know someone with kids, or if you’re a parent yourself, buy this album. it’s kids’ music in content only, which is to say that it’s more than tolerable – it’s actually good. i never used to understand why people bought kids’ music. why couldn’t kids just listen to regular music? now i get it: it’s the lyrics. i don’t know why this never occurred to me before, because it sure as hell seems pretty obvious now (and i cringe to think how many times i’ve launched into this stupid argument in front of other actual people before), but kids are gonna be more into songs when they’re about, like, blaming things on your little brother, or having to get glasses, or chalk drawing, or having a tantrum. kids can relate to kids’ music, duh. anyway, i start listening to these songs, and start thinking about how their little self-esteems are so fragile, and how it’s so important to teach them to be happy and self-confident, and how the world is such a cruel place sometimes, and how you have to make them strong enough to deal with all the bullshit they’re inevitably going to encounter so they can come through it all with their spirits intact, and i just lose my shit completely. it’s embarrassing. fortunately, it’s usually just me & the bean in the car when i have these little holden caulfield episodes. and he’s behind me, so it’s not like he knows what’s going on. because i’m sure crazy emotional mom can’t be great for his burgeoning sense of security and well-being, eh?
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