I watch American Idol. Most weeks, I don't watch it the night of, the day after or even two days after it airs. Not to mention, I watch it with a 2 month old and an almost 2 year old. Neither of which understand musical talent, nor do they care. Yet, I find myself telling them, "Mommy doesn't like that girl's voice" or, "Seriously? The people in America must be tone deaf!" Usually, Charley is too busy dancing to the music to notice, and if she does, she looks at me like I'm an idiot. No, Charley, honey, Mommy's just lacking in ADULTS to talk to. So Mommy tells you things that you don't understand and in no way relate to Elmo.
So, obviously, you know you're a mother when your conversations consist almost entirely of you talking to a child about stuff that they won't care about until they can actually understand WHY thousands of people sing in front of three celebrities for a chance to get rich and famous. In many cases, like mine, they will never understand that, because singing is fun, but I don't see the point in doing it on television.
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