harry styles is helping me parent

lizzo too, and the beatles, and elton john, and anything I can do to avoid another round of hot dog, hot dog, hot diggity dog. IYKYK.

C and I both have a deep love for Harry Styles. I don't quite remember how this happened, but every so often, when it's just the two of us in the car, I make a rule about what kind of music we will listen to for the entire ride or the entire day or whatever suits me at the time. A single artist or a single era, or a single movie or musical. It all stems from avoiding listening to the 37 seconds of We're Off to See the Wizard over and over when he was 2, and for my own sanity at the time, I instituted a rule that we could only listen to The Beatles on the way to and from school. (a rule I very much enforced with other members of my family who take him and pick him up).

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This rule saved me on frustrating days when he was being the biggest little shit you ever smelled, and there was always one constant I could instate immediately, and sing my ass off for the 8 to 17 minutes it takes to drive to school, and maybe he'd join me by the end and we'd be all better or he'd sit sullenly but …