Here is an argument I just had with Naked Girl. Parent Fail #249 (for this week, but who's counting?)
Naked Girl: (singing) The doctor on the bus goes 'Move on back', 'move on back', 'move on back'. The doctor on the bus goes 'Move on back', all day long.
Me: Good job, sweetie! I love to hear you sing! Should we sing it again?
Me: The driver on the bus goes 'Move on back', 'move on back', 'move on back'.
Naked Girl: The doctor on the bus goes 'Move on back', 'move on back', 'move on back'.
Naked Girl: No, Mommy. The doctor goes move on back!
Me: Are you sure? I think it's the driver.
Naked Girl: No! It's doctor! Driver doesn't say move on back.
Me: The driver drives the bus and tells the passengers to move back. The doctor makes too much money to take the bus and doesn't give a crap about the environment, so he drives his car to work. He isn't even on the bus.
Naked Girl: Crap?
Me: Crap is poo.
Naked Girl: Crap is on the bus and doctor isn't on the bus?
Me: You've got it. Except the first part. Forget about the crap.
Naked Girl: Ok.... Mommy, can we sing something else now?
I realize I need to work on my explanations... you think I'd be better at explaining what people do for a living considering I'm a human resources communications professional.