Planet

Jacee-Kay likes plants. Any and all sorts and kinds. In fact, she likes plants so much that she will cry if the pot breaks, wind knock it over, rain knocks it over, dogs knock it over, I accidentally trip over; you get the picture. These plants aren't called plants to Miss Jacee-Kay though. They are called:

Planets.

Some examples:

"Aww, what a pretty planet"
"That's my planet"
"My planet broke"
"Planets are living things"
"That planet is purple"

I actually have tried to tell her that it's not planet, it's called a plant. She doesn't believe me.