Ethan calling down the stairs for something and called me Dear.
Phebe: (Totally puzzled.) Mom, are you a deer?
Me: I am not the animal deer, but sometimes dad calls me dear to show he loves me.
Phebe: (Indignantly, because she gets indignant about everything.) You're not a deer.
Me: You're right. I am not a deer.
Phebe: You're honey!
Glad we got that cleared up.
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