Miscommunications

In the car, on the way to a birthday party, Noah and I were taking turns counting from 1 to 10.

Noah: Your turn
Jeana: Okay. I'm going to count in Spanish this time.
Noah: Ooooh! Okay!
Jeana: Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete, ocho, nueve, diez! Your turn!
Noah: Okay. Um. I'm going to count in Numbers.


In the car, on the way home.
Geary: Noah, I'm gonna put you in your bed when we get home.
Noah: No! Me do it myself!
Jeana (correcting): I do it...
Noah: No, mom! Not you! Me! The boy do it!