When I get in the truck both the dogs squeeze their heads in between the two front seats to get attention. Not wanting to disappoint my new godchildren, I scratch both of their chins and tell them what good dogs they are. Once he gets in the car and starts it, music automatically starts playing but he shuts it off.
"Any chance you can be DJ today and I can finally hear that music of yours while I drive?"
"Sure. Anything you're in the mood for?
"Surprise me."
I decide to manually pick songs and start off with "Peace of Mind" by Boston. Soon we're driving down the Pacific Coast Highway listening to an eclectic mix of music that somehow works. While singing along, I look over and see a slight smile on Will's face.
"What is this? This Ice King can smile without being asked?
"I'm not smiling."
"Yes, you are."
"I don't smile."
"I guess you don't know. You see, when those two corners of your lips point up and your eyes crinkle, that's smiling."
"That was not a smile."
