Mr. Squirrel

There's a squirrel on the deck eating from our bird feeder.
Autumn: He's so cute. Mr. Squirrel, come inside and play with me. Mr. Squirrel, Mr. Squirrel. He no hear me!
Me: Honey, Squirrels don't understand and he can't come in the house since he lives outside and doesn't know how to be good in a house. He doesn't know the rules like "no eating toys".
Autumn: Mr. Squirrel, you no eat my toys. OK, I told him the rules.