Just this evening while watching March of the Penguins:

Jenn: They’re such odd-looking creatures

*penguin lays down and begins sliding across the ice*

Me: That’s more natural; more bird-like, but they still have a lot of fat.

Raelyn: We don’t say “fat”; we say “big”.

And without even room for a pause, she followed it up with:

Raelyn: “They have a lot of ‘big’, Daddy.”

*BIG (not fat) smile*

*Uproarious laughter*

I love language, I love penguins and I have huge, boundless, immense, gigantic, enourmous, BIG love for my Raelyn.