Here's a little conversation I had with Mommy on the way to soccer practice last Friday.
(Please read carefully. It was probably funnier in person but this is the best we can do.)
Tessa: "Mommy, are you my couch?"
Mommy: "Your couch? You mean your coach? Daddy's your coach?"
Tessa: (Thinks a minute.) "Yeah. Daddy's my couch!"