Word for word

There hasn't been a baby Aish post in the longest time. That is because that kid has grown into an evasive, nakhrewali woman of almost three who has learnt to haughtily toss her head and say an emphatic "NO!" when my sister passes her the phone and says, "Do you want to talk to Mausi?"

So last night, when my sister called, Aish was in the mood to talk. My sister had got her something called 'safety scissors' and apparently Aish was going all over the place merrily cutting up stuff.

My sister put me on speaker so Aish could hear me and I put her on speaker so Viv could hear her.

"Hi, Aishu baby!" I said.

"Hi Mausi!" She said.

"What are you doing, Aishu?"

"I'm cooking."

Obviously, she has yet to learn the difference between 'cutting' and 'cooking'.

"Hahahaha! You're cooking? What are you cooking, baby?"

"I'm cooking paper."

"You're cooking paper? You'll eat paper? Are you a cow?"

"Nooooooooo.............."

"You're not a cow? Then what are you?"

"Hmmm... chicken."

And then she ran away to "cook" more paper, leaving the three of us laughing helplessly.

Hmmm... Do you think she meant to say "chick" instead?