Hula Girl’s Taste in Music

So, we’re sitting at the breakfast table this morning, when Hula Girl starts playing “air piano.” The following conversation is copied verbatim:

Me: “Are you playing piano?”

HG: “Piano mee-mee, Mommy?” (mee-mee is music)

Me: “You want to listen to piano music? Okay! I’ll turn it on!”

HG: “No piano mee-mee, Mommy.”

Me: “You don’t want to listen to piano music? Are you sure?”

HG: “Yeah, Mommy. Eep-op.” (Eep-op is hip-hop.)

She is her Daddy’s child.

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