Does DCFS even have a court? I don't know how the system works, but I think I'm going to find out soon.
You know how I've mentioned before that I'm kind of like a gay Ice Cube in that I love musicals and gangster rap with a little pop music thrown in? I know how that can get mixed up with a lot of other people.
So I had always figured it would be the gangster rap music biting me in the ass when it came to the kids. They play with my phone constantly, but luckily it always seems to be Neil Diamond's "Coming to America" that gets accidentally played.
Ahhh, the Jazz Singer - Jews and Jazz. Those were good times. I digress, back to my story.
Recently I've been listening in my car to The Book of Mormon soundtrack. For those of you that aren't up to speed on current Broadway shows, The Book of Mormon was created by the same guys that created South Park. If you don't know what South Park is but you read this blog then my parents might have done something right. Well, my dad. You'll soon learn why it wouldn't be my mom.
The Book of Mormon is about two guys that are going out on their mission. It is common for Mormon men in their late teens/early 20's to do a couple of years of mission work. So these two guys - polar opposites of course - get sent to Uganda and havoc unfolds.
It's hysterical and completely inappropriate. It makes me as a Christian concerned that God will strike me with lightening just from listening to it, but it is so damn funny I can't help myself. Another example that Trey Parker might be the Devil.
I have only listened to it without the kids in the car. Usually on my way to and from work while I sing along. I'd try out for American Idol if I could have the exact same acoustics that are in my car.
This past weekend my mom kept my kids for the night. She has a convertible and I have Vegas - a Gold Hyundai Santa Fe. So we swapped cars so she could take them out to do fun stuff with the ease of getting them in and out of the car without putting the top down first. Cody, the 5-year-old, asked her to play the "fire" song. She didn't know what he was talking about so she pressed the "CD" button and The Book of Mormon came on. The fact that she let it play in the car, knowing what it was and not squashing it instantly probably explains a lot about me.
So now, Cody has two new favorite songs. "Spooky Mormon Hell Dream" and "Man Up".
"Spooky Mormon Hell Dream" ends with one of the main characters saying, "I can't believe Jesus just called me a dick." He says this very clearly. There's no mistaking any of his words. I let him listen to it one time with me because I honestly couldn't remember how bad it was. I turned it off immediately after it said "dick" and told Cody he could never listen to the song again and never to say those words.
"That's a very bad sentence. Don't ever say that sentence."
"I won't say, Jesus called me a dick, Mommy."
"Ummm, good. Don't say that."
"Man Up" talks about how Jesus grew a set and died for our sins on the cross. I've let him listen to that one a few times since then. I call it Mobile Sunday School.
For the record, the "fire" song is Adele's "Set fire to the rain".
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