Driving past a graveyard:
Fluffy: Look at that die field. I call it a die field because it looks kind of like a field, but it has a bunch of graves in it. That’s why I call it a die field.
In response to me teasing her that she loves Insanity fitness instructor, Shawn T.:
Fluffy: Take that thing out of your mind and throw it in the trash, Mom. I do not love Shawn T!
Barreling down the stairs in a panic:
Fluffy: Mom! I have a BIG emergency!
Me: (Picturing broken limbs, broken vases, overflowing toilets…) What, Fluff? What happened?
Fluffy: What about my hair?!
Me: That’s your emergency?
Fluffy: We forgot to do my hair for karaoke!
In reference to the new colors of the playroom area–and possibly other things?:
Fluffy: I just love your designs. Even if you make the biggest mistake ever, I will always love you.