Two Year-Old “Bad Guy” February 11
Our youngest daughter has an issue. She’s admitted it, to be sure. She may recover. Unfortunately, she seems to relish the problem. You see, she’s “bad guy.” No, she’s not a bad guy or just any bad guy. She’s Bad Guy — apparently the one, the only. This is her preferred self-description and title.
“Bad Guy likes oranges,” she declared to her mother the other day.
Emmeline had been saying this often enough that my dear wife was a bit tired of it.
“We don’t have any oranges. Besides, this ‘Bad Guy’ thing is driving me nuts!” Angela blurted, only half-jokingly.
“Oooooo,” Emmeline excitedly grinned, “Bad Guy likes nuts!”
Yea, sometimes Emmeline’s that fast. We can’t win.
Later I asked our eldest daughter if she knew how Emmeline came to such a self-appellation. Elizabeth explained that one day she and Katherine were playing and had made Emmeline “the bad guy.” “Quick, run from the bad guy,” they exclaimed as they dashed from the room, Emmeline huffing behind them, willingly adopting the epithet.
Well, it stuck! For how long, we don’t know. What we do know is that a “bad” characterization makes for corrupt of company.