Play It Again

We were listening to a kids' program on the radio one day with Alana. When the song ended, she asked us to play the song again. We explained that we couldn't. "Why not?" (with an iPod as the main music source in the car, replaying favorite songs a couple of times is standard practice). We explained that the radio consisted of somebody sitting in a room far away, playing the music they selected, and we just got to listen to whatever they picked. The look she gave us in response made it apparent that this was a thoroughly bizarre concept.