More anseriform foolishness than is absolutely necessary.

So we like Peaches. It’s not strictly a lesbian (or queer) thing, but she’s got a following in “the community”. It’s pretty much just her and Melissa Ethridge. For some reason, the two of them don’t do many concerts together, though.

Peaches doesn’t have many PG songs, which is perhaps part of her appeal. And let’s just say that at this point in our lives, it’s pretty exciting to get a sitter so we can drive around and listen to songs with cuss words in them.

One of the few Peaches songs I do feel comfortable playing around my daughter is “The Boys want to Be Her.” It’s a personal favorite on any number of levels. It turns out it’s one of our daughter’s favorites, too. She likes to sing along.

Yesterday we were singing in the car when we first understood her version of the chorus:

The boys want a beaver!
The girls want a beaver!
The boys want a beaver!
The girls want a beaver!

Which is only slightly more fabulous than the original. Indeed, I like Miss A.’s version even better than her tubside rendition of Run DMC’s classic “Mary, Mary, Watcha’ Doin?”

Our daughter watches a scary TV show:

‘Don’t worry honey, what’s on TV is make believe, it’s just pretend.’

‘So mommies and daddies are make believe?’