Driving in the car to the grocery store, I hear Evie in the backseat consulting her "list".
"Mom," says the wee miss, "I have a list of all the kinds of candy that we need to get for Daddy at the store."
"Oh, you do?" I question. "Is it just for Daddy?"
"Well," ponders Evie, "My dad is a good man. I think he'll share with me. So, for Dad AND me."
Dubiously I reply, "Evie, I don't know that we are going to be getting any candy at the store today."
Incredulous, Evie asks, "Why NOT?!"
"For one thing," I respond, "it's not good for our bodies. Or our teeth. Or our skin."
Evie ponders for a few moments, then counters, "Mom... I guess I will just have my rules talk to your rules."
"Oh, you will?", a bemused mama snickers.
"Yes," Evie confidently replies. "And MY rules are GOD'S rules!"
Well, I guess there's no arguing with that.