At the supermarket

My 20 months old baby girl: Mamaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Mamaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Mamaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Sheema: You don't have to sing it so loud, love. I am standing right here.
Baby girl singing on top of her lungs: MamaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAA MamaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAA
Sheema singing the rest from Bohemian Rhapsody: Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry if I'm not back again this time tomorrow.
Baby girl: Carry... carry... Mamaaaaaa (Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.)
Mamaaaaaaa
Sheema: Bayad kharidam bekonim (We have to do some shopping too!)
Baby girl: Mamaaaa
Mamaaaa... oohooooo... Cary... Cary... Mamaaaa...