Arnold Zwicky’s granddaughter Opal has some funny ideas about language:
At one point on that trip to Germany, Opal awoke from napping in her mother’s arms to find Elizabeth negotiating with a desk clerk in German. Opal shrieked, demanded to be let down, and ran to the door, trying to get out of the pension. Elizabeth asked what was going on, and Opal explained that she had to go outside to find her momma and daddy. Apparently, she thought (for a little while, anyway) that Elizabeth had been replaced by a German-speaking impostor.