It's just a love song... sheesh!

Tolido and I were cruising down the road yesterday with the radio cranked up playing Sara Bareilles' Love Song when he starts shrieking.  I look back and he's staring directly at me....  with his fingers in his ears.  Hmm....  What?  Would you prefer some, as your father calls it, "angry young man music?"  Too bad.  You will ride in a flowery car seat in Mommy's car and you will listen to love songs.  It'll make you a better man, trust me.