Baccha the Huh?

As many of you know, our daughter's nickname is Bacha.  We've been coaching her to speak more English, or even to recognize the difference between it and her native Russian.  I realized today, however, that there's a third language involved. She actually seems to have morphed her native tongue into whatever language Jabba the Hut speaks.  You know, from Star Wars.  Even her laugh, though not as deep, is just as evil.  Like this:

• "Bacha, please eat your soup.  You like this soup."
• (silence)
• "Bacha, be a good girl and eat your soup."
• "Mmph, ya ni godoo kooshite, mapa." (Translation: Your Jedi mind tricks will not work on me, Papa, as I am not a weak-minded fool.  The soup is not to my liking.)
• "I warn you not to underestimate my powers, little girl."
• <insert evil laugh here> 

At this point, before I lose it, I walk out of the room -- which is the equivalent of the trap door opening up an dropping me into the dungeon to face the nasty beast thing.