Kids: Just Like Us! Unfortunately.

I lost my High School Musical virginity this weekend. And while it was nowhere near as enjoyable as the real thing, it was just as messy.

Zoey received a very good report card last week, so we asked her what she would like to do to celebrate. She told us she wanted to go see High School Musical 3: Senior Year. But because I am anal and will refuse to watch a movie if I've missed the first five minutes of it, there was no way I was going to hop on the HSM train on the caboose of the trilogy. So I suggested a double feature of the first two flicks instead.

I knew most of the kids in my daughter's class had seen these movies long before now. Hell, the little boy down the street has High School Musical trading cards. But I have always believed that since these movies are about high school kids, they were inappropriate for my six-year-old daughter.

I was mistaken. You'll see far worse in an average episode of Hannah Montana than you'll see in High School Musical or High School Musical 2.

My daughter, of course, loved the movies. She already knew most of the songs thanks to YouTube, Radio Disney, and countless birthday parties. But even she had problems with the flicks.

At the end of High School Musical, while the whole school was singing We're All In This Together, Zoey turned to us and said, "What is this crap?" I felt a small tug at my heart, knowing that my young daughter could realize that all these teens from different social backgrounds (cheerleaders, jocks, band geeks, brains, Drama Club kids, etc.) wouldn't be singing such a song together. I was beaming with pride.

Then today, when we were watching the second movie and Zac Efron's character got all pissy and ran outside and started belting Bet On It, my daughter muttered, "Oh, please."

Ella looked at me and said, "I don't know if I can live with two of you."

Song of the day: You Are The Music In Me (Sharpay Version) from High School Musical 2