On the way to work, singing along with Smashmouth:
Daughter: What?
Me: Oh, I was just starting to sing, but they broke into their little musical riff.
Daughter: Um, I think that’s called a bridge …
Me: I’ll call it whatever I want, 'cause I’m the mom.
Daughter: I don’t think that gives you jurisdiction over musical vocabulary.
Me: In this car, I have jurisdiction.
Daughter: Fair enough
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