Dinner was on the table. I called the kids to eat and looked to see what background music would go best with burritos.
"Here, Dad, let a real DJ do this," Collie said, waving me from the computer. I shrugged and left.
This song came on, loud. Jason leapt up and threw his hands in the air. "Nobody gonna take my car," he squealed. "I'm gonna race it to the ground! Nobody gonna beat my car, it's gonna break the speed of sound!"
Lillie covered her ears. "Ooh, what is that?"
"Guitar Hero," I said, chewing. "It means the boys get the same soundtrack to adolescence that I had."