I'm definitely not down with the grups, nor am I trying to make my daughters into li'l hipsters. But that doesn't mean I can't laugh when I describe something as "so good," and Esther responds with "So good! So good! I got you!" Or when she mishears Beatles lyrics as "La la, how the Legos on" (followed by placing a Lego brick on her head) or "She loves you/You can't be bad!" That's just