Me: Did you have fun playing outside?
Daughter: Ye… No!
Me: No? You didn’t have fun riding your bike?
Daughter: Yeah, but the other kids cheated when we played dinosaurs.
Me: Oh?
Daughter: Yeah, they’re cheaters. They wouldn’t play right.
Me: Well, you’ll have to deal with cheaters your whole life.
A short speech about cheaters and how best to deal with them followed.
Daughter: Hmph.

And then the Boy, silent the whole time, offered this pearl in uncanny Homer-Simpson-voice…
Son: Cheaters are like Cheetos. Mmmm…