This past Sunday I was taking Grace to church. She was pretty quiet in the backseat. I was listening to the radio and in particular the Donna Summers song "Hot Stuff." All of a sudden Grace shouted at me from the back seat, "Daddy, Daddy, this song about pasta!" She was so excited to "hear" a song about her favortite food (hot stuff sounds a lot like pasta in the song). We then sang the song together with these revised lyrics:
"Gonna have some pasta maybe this evening, gotta have some pasta baby tonight ... "
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