This Is How We Take Turns

Garrett, Grace and I played Don't Spill the Beans last night. It was my turn after Garrett's and he spilled the beans. So while he was picking up the beans, a conversation went like this:
Grace: Mommy, it is your turn
Me: yes, I guess it is
Grace: Yes, it is, but I will go first.

I think it was a 'you had to be there' kind of thing.