Smells Like Middle-Aged Spirit

(I am driving to Ohio with my husband and two-year-old daughter.)

Daughter: “Music! Music!”

Husband: “Do you want to listen to music?”

Daughter: “Yes!”

(My husband turns on the radio to a 90s station and ‘Smells Like Teen Spirit’ starts playing.)

Daughter: *covering her ears with her hands and crying* “Not music! Not music!”

Husband: “We are now officially old.”