Lately my girls just want to listen to pop music. Gotye, Kimbra and Ellie Goulding, to be specific. They know every single word to “Sombody That I Used To Know.” Hilarious. But nah, not really. It’s actually quite torturous, since Gemma has inherited my voice which Jon likens to nails on a chalkboard. So when I saw these cheerful Tykho radios that let you take your music with you, I thought it would be the perfect lil’ summer gift (save for the fact that you can’t shove an IPod or Sirius Satellite Radio in them to ensure that their songs will actually come on.) My other option is to toss my IPhone out the car window to prove that indeed, I cannot play “Today Was A Fairytale” for a fortieth time.