Regarding the full CD set of Disney Princess arias that we just borrowed from the library and are now listening to in the car…..

First, Charlie is going to have a cow. Even hearing a wee snippet of this kind of music on a car ride (or anywhere) would, without a doubt, put him over the edge.

Second, Genevieve seems to know, instinctively, that playing this particular CD in Charlie’s company would be a serious mistake. As soon as she begins a conversation on the subject, I turn down the music so I can hear closely all that she’s declaring in her sweet but authoritative little voice.

Genevieve: We’ll just play this in the car every time we’re going somewhere WITHOUT Charlie. I already know that we’re gonna have to take it out and change it to one of the Rock CDs when we pick him up at school. I already know that.

Cassie: Phew. It shouldn’t be a problem then.

Genevieve: I could show him the beautiful pink CD case that it came in but I know he won’t want to listen to this kind of music. I’ll just show him the cover.

Cassie: Maybe you shouldn’t even bring it up at all. Don’t even bother showing him the case. Charlie doesn’t need to know about the Disney Princess CD at all, really.

Genevieve: Like a secret?

Cassie: Yea. Just seeing the case will get him worked up. You know what I mean?

Genevieve: Like one of his fits?

Cassie: Exactly.

Genevieve: Why doesn’t Charlie like the princesses at all?

Cassie: Just not his thing.

Genevieve: But I like ALL the things. I watch his car stuff and Sponge Bob and Mad TV and I don’t have fits.

Cassie: Because you are exceptional, Genevieve Gray.

Genevieve: (sighing deeply) I know it.