Last night on the way home from Pie's house, I was sitting in the back seat with Lu and Justin Timberlake's "Rock Your Body" came on. I LOVE JT. He is everything I wanted Michael Jackson to be in 1984. We sat in the back seat, both of us nodding our heads in the grooviest way two white girls can.
"Who sings this song, Mom?"
"Justin Timberlake. He's Mom's boyfriend."
"Why?"
"Because he is very handsome."
She thinks for a minute (maybe about what a boyfriend is, what handsome is, why I am even thinking such things when I am married to her father), then asks:
"Does he have a bike?"