Xochitl is eating lunch in the kitchen. On the radio Louis Armstrong sings "When the Saints Go Marching In."
Mom, what's a saint?
Huh? Oh, um, that's a good person.
Well, where are there marching into?
Oh, let's see. Uh, they're marching into heaven.
I'm hoping she doesn't ask what heaven is next, but she seems pretty satisfied.
Then: Well what do they sing when the bad people go marching in?
