…pretty much non-stop.
Some of the things that count as Bean-speak are
– I want to eat a chatapi (she means chapati) and its pronounced chut (like chutney)- uh -pi
– Gimme some more chut-mey please. (she means chutney)
– I want to watch Kangalouis ( this is what you get when you cross a Kangaroo with King Louis from the Jungle Book!)
– I want to put money in the gulkat (gullak – the desi piggy bank made of clay)
She’s also become totally American in the way she phrases her sentences and since the OA and I can’t be arsed to speak that way (thank you Deej!) I don’t know where she picked it up from.
So when she wants to be thrown up in the air she’ll say – Do you want to throw me up?
Or when she wants juice – Do you want to give me some juice, mama?
Or when she wants to watch her cartoons – Mama, do you want to put on my Bambi CD?
Nasty creature that I am, I am sorely tempted to reply to every single query with a ‘Not really.’ Fortunately I haven’t yet reached that stage of nastiness where I act on the impulse!