How Cole says bumblebee: Bungle-bee

The other night coming home from dinner as Todd and I were commenting on the large, orange moon:

Roark: I can't see it. I can't see moon. I can't see it. I can't see it.
Cole: (smugly) I can see it.

At the bagel shop:
Roark: I can't open it. Chocolate milk. Too swippery.

When I was trying to get Cole to eat dinner:
Me: Cole...you need to eat.
Cole: No. Playing cars.
Me: You can play AND eat.
Cole: (pause while he is thinking) No.