God. He made me.

Actual conversation that took place tonight.

Me: (in the shower)

Daughter: "Mommy!"

Me: "Yes?"

Daughter: garbled excitement, hard to hear through the door and shower water

Me: "What did you say, I can't hear you"

Daughter: "I'm a protector of feathers"

Me: "Is that what your name means?"

Daughter: "I do it all the time"

Me: "OK"

later...

Me: "So you are a protector of feathers?"

Daughter: "yes"

Me: "Where did you get that from?"

Daughter: "God. He made me."