The following actual conversation occurred between me and my almost-four year old son Moonchild yesterday while watching the Packer game. It has been only slightly embellished for dramatic effect.
MC: I like football.
LF: I like football too.
MC: I like the Vikings!
LF: YOU'RE NO SON OF MINE!!!!
MC: I liiiiike the Vikings.
LF: What - after all these years of indoctrination and self-discovery, you like the hated Purple?
MC: [Not listening] Can I have some steak?
LF: [Not listening] Even Viking fans hate the Vikings.
MC: Mmmmhmmm. But I like 'em.
LF: Go to your room!
LF: OK, fine. But why do you like the Vikings?
MC: Because they lose all the time.
LF: I just CANNOT BELIEVE than my son - wait... what?
MC: They lose all the time.
LF: I - I... well, uh... OK then.
MC: Can I have some steak now?