Grandkids can leave you puzzled, too. I visited the family in Denver and took Grandson #1 to the zoo, the museum, the playground, and shopping for dinner ingredients. At the top of his cute little voice while seated in the shopping cart, he chanted, “Thank you for taking me to the dentist, Grandma!” until we exited the store. Also, whenever driving him around in his carseat, he’d make these screeching noises when we turned the corners.
My mom had my 3-y-o nephew in the grocery store (kid is now 18) when he came wandering up to her with something in his fist and said, "Nana, we need one of these."
My mom replied, "No, sweetheart, we don't need one of those. Now go put it back."
"But, Nana, do we have one of these?"
"No, honey."
"Then we need one."
At that point she realized that she was about to lose an argument with a 3-y-o in the middle of the supermarket so she told him to be quiet, took it from him and put it back, and got out of there as fast as she could.
Oh, my brother, his father, is a lawyer, which should explain everything.