She likes spiny rides. I do not. barf. I had the bright idea to take the girls to Hannah Montana at the dollar movie a few weeks ago. Up until that point they have both been sufficiently clueless as far as the Disney fueled superstars. If I were to ask them to point any or all of the Jonas Brothers out they absolutely could not. The music in the car is mostly Kindermusik and a few other kid type CDs but ultimately I have control over what's in their ears. Because of that fact, they have had a varied and ecclectic taste in music. Until the movie. It's like I opened up Pandora's box of happy upbeat pop and I am NOT used to it. Abbie came to me and wanted me to put some tunes on her IPOD then sat on my lap and selected music from High School Musical, Hannah Montana, and others. They dance and kick and beg for the same ten songs over and over again. They put on concerts for each other standing on top of the table on the deck then throw leaves at each other like its confetti. A...