I am not sure when or where Jackson heard the song, but for the last month he has continually been singing, “I wanna rock n roll all night… and party every day…”
It is getting old fast, let me tell you.
This morning, when I was attempting to tame his bed-head before school, Jackson revolted, “Mom! That’s not how rock-n-roll guys wear their hair.”
With a wild shake of his head, he ran his fingers through his wet hair. When his messed up hair met his approval, he air guitar-ed his way out of the bathroom singing, “I wanna rock n roll all night… and party every day…”
And this is six. What is waiting for me???