My youngest daughter yelled up from downstairs this morning: "Mum! We need you down here urgently! It's a matter of life or death!!!!1!"
I could tell from her tone of voice that it wasn't really that serious; it sounded more like she'd spotted a spider or something. So I headed downstairs to see what the commotion was... and it turned out to be a moth. Sitting quietly on the floor, minding its own business.
So I was like "Is that all? OK, I'll go & get a glass so I can catch it & take it outside."
To which daughter replies: "OMG, I can't believe you're so nonchalant! That moth is clearly homicidal!!!!"
So yeah, I got to chuckle at my daughter's turn of phrase, and at the thought of man-eating moths.