[I am cleaning months of dirt and cedar debris from window track in preparation for Christmas tree]
Sydney: Can I help you clean the window Mommy?
Me: Sure. Will you wipe this part?
Sydney: Okay. I love cleaning.
Me: I hate cleaning. Hey, do you want to be responsible for cleaning the house?
Sydney: Well, not all of it. Maybe just the dusting.
Me: Sounds good to me.
Sydney: Will I ever be able to use this? [points to Windex bottle]
Me: Sure you will. But you have to be careful, that could hurt your eyes.
Sydney: Mommy, I am SIX. You're treating me like a baby.
Me: No I'm not. I said you could use it, you just have to be careful. A baby wouldn't be able to touch it.
Sydney: Mommy, that was a figure of speech.
Sydney: What does "figure of speech" mean?