Dad, how can you hate the Colonel?

Lucky for me when I was in Junior High I committed about 100 movies to memory so I generally have a very dated, hilarious quote to go with any kind of situation.  Today's is maybe my best.  The year is 1993.....

Stuart Mackenzie: Oh, I hated the Colonel with is wee *beady* eyes, and that smug look on his face. "Oh, you're gonna buy my chicken! Ohhhhh!" 
Charlie Mackenzie: Dad, how can you hate "The Colonel"? 
Stuart Mackenzie: Because he puts an addictive chemical in his chicken to make ya crave it fortnightly, smartass! 

Around our house there is a similar love-hate situation.  And you know who I hate?  Elmo.  You may be thinking, how can you hate Elmo? And the answer is because the makers of Sesame Street must be spreading some kind of hypnotic, mind-altering, brainwashing propaganda.  I don't know what their aim is yet but I'm working on it.

A couple of months ago we received a second-hand Elmo counting book.  Okay, the truth is that we stole said book from my mother because it has a magna-doodle on the top of it. Claire loves it.  Within a week she was pointing at all of the characters and calling them by name.  We saw a board book at Target for a dollar and carried it around our whole trip.  She loves those little puppets.

Then I made one little mistake and suddenly my life is like a Thomas Hardy Novel and every day I pay for it.  I showed Claire a youtube video of Elmo singing with Big Bird and Snuffy.  Suddenly all day, every day Claire walks around crying "Melmo, melmo, melmo."


I give in all the time.
I know every nuance of this video.