After a few minutes my son goes, "Mommy... Does that mean somebody bite the dust and then somebody else bite it again?"
And then yesterday morning, he was singing, "We will, we will rock you."
So I say, "Oh, no! You are gonna rock me?"
He laughs and says, "No, Daddy. It's just a song. I will not turn you into a rock."
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