There’s just something about those bad guys.

Eva:  “Mama!  I want an M&M cookie!”

Me:  “No, Eva.  You didn’t eat all your chicken.  You have to put the good guys in your belly before the bad guys.  Otherwise, no one will be there to fight the bad guys off.”

Eva:  “But I don’t like the good guys!”

Me:  “Why not?”

Eva:  “I don’t have time for the good guys. They’re not tasty.  I only like the bad guys!”

And so it begins…