Rite of Passage - Radio Wars

My son has recently been deemed old enough and big enough to ride in the front seat of the car.  The benefit of this is that I no longer feel like a chauffeur when it's just me and the kids in the car.  The downside is that it puts my son within arms reach of the radio controls.  Every time he sits in the front seat he immediately wants to put on this pop crap radio station.  <shiver>  I can only hear so many songs about bimbos and partying, or partying bimbos, or losing ones partying bimbo, before I want to find the 'artists' and burn their cheesy drum machines and make them eat their auto-tuners!  Due to my refusal to listen to this station, he's tried several tactics to try and change the station when he thinks I am not paying attention.  As a result, he has learned that his Mother has excellent peripheral vision and lightning reflexes.  I am NINJA Mom!