Talking up a storm

We have been up for just over 2 hours this morning.  So far, the Bumble Bean has:

• warned me to "Stay right where you are!  I'll be right back."
• advised me, "Oh, you in trouble now."
• directed me to, "move, move, move," and when I reminded him of "excuse me please," he responded with, "move, move, move, excuse me please."
• asked me, "Where is Daddy-cakes?" and I replied, "California.  He'll be back tomorrow," he reaffirmed, "Daddy-cakes home tomorrow.  Weasel-ball, please.  I want Weasel-ball, please."
• I said, "but Gammy and Grandpa will come over this afternoon, he sang, "Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa! Frog, frog, frog!"  I'm not really sure of the connection there or if there is one.