A few nights ago, I was heading up to bed and thought I heard Jeremiah crying. So, I opened the door to see what was wrong. He was kind of whining/babbling incoherently. It went like this.
Me: Jeremiah what's wrong?
Jeremiah: Nothing is wrong.
Me: Oh ok, well you were crying.
Jeremiah: I was?
Me: Yes, it's ok. Just go back to sleep.
I shut the door and went to my room. I was texting my mom, and I hear him again. It's the whiny, something is wrong, talking. So I go open the door again.
Me: Jeremiah - what is wrong?
Me: I heard you talking!
Jeremiah: What did I say?
Me: It's night time, and I want to go to sleep now. Go back to sleep, ok?
It was all pretty funny. He obviously had no clue what he was doing. I only wish I could've understood what he was saying.