The things children say

Rebecca:  'I have to do an oral with a boy'
Me: 'Who?'
Rebecca: 'The new kid.  He is short and his tongue hangs out.'
Me, trying not to laugh: 'God put you together for a reason, I'm sure you'll make a great team.'
Rebecca: 'Urrgg... Grizzly Bear!'
Me:  'Why would you call him a Grizzly Bear?'
Rebecca, indignantly: 'Me not him!'

Boy, did I laugh... my daughter the Grizzly...