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