On the way to get Evan from school:

"Mommy, how many more days till Christmas?"

"Um, 12... I think..."

"Oh."

"You know there's a song about the 12 days of Christmas..." 

(Mother breaks into song she doesn't really know all the words to... or the tune to...)

"Stop!" sounds from the back seat.

(Mother keeps singing.)

"Stop!"

(Keeps singing.)

"Mommy, STOP bodd-er-ing me!" 

It was getting personal.

"HOW am I bothering you?  What part of you am I bothering?  Your ears?"

"YES!"

"You don't like my singing?"

"NO.  Will you turn the music on?"

"Oh my music? You want to hear my music again?"

(Mother begins song...)

"Noooooo!  STOP!  I'm sick!!"