Colin's interpretation of our fine neighbors to the North and South

Recently, Colin and I were having a very serious discussion about our family genealogy. Before I tell you about our conversation, let me just say that, a few days ago, we had another serious discussion of World Geography. It went something like this:

Me: "So, we live here (pointing to the U.S. on a North American map) and up here (pointing North) is Canada, and down here (pointing south) is Mexico."

Colin: "Oh! Canada....and Mex...Mexico."

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Back to genealogy:

Me: ".....and, do you know who Mommy's mommy is?"

Colin: "Grandma Jane."

Me: "Yep, Grandma Jane. And, do you know who Grandma Jane's mommy is?"

Colin: "Granny."

*pause*

"So, then, who is Granny's mommy?"

Me: "Well, we don't know her. She isn't alive anymore."

Colin: "But, did we ever see her?"

Me: "Oh, no honey. She didn't even live here. She lived in another country, far away."

Colin, pointing down: "Oh, you mean like, Dinoco?"

I stifled a chuckle, thinking of my Great-Grandmother--who lived in Germany--hailing from a land of CARS-like people. But, the conversation pressed on.

Me: "No, honey. She didn't live in Dinoco." I didn't correct him at this point, because I didn't think he was referring to an actual place.

Colin, still as serious as could be, now pointing up: "Oh, so she lived up there, in Canada, then?"

Only then did I understand that Colin had confused Mexico for Dinoco....