Evidence that the nephew is a Boy-boy...

Moi: Sweetie, I am getting a car.
Neph: Which car, Aunty?
Moi: A Maruti Alto
Neph: Oh! That is not a good car. Please get a Mercedes or a Accent or a car with an interesting roof (in nephew speak: a convertible).
Moi: Umm... I'm too poor to do that, cutie-pie.
Neph: Ok, then get a ford Ikon.
Moi: Umm... lets see
Neph: And make it blue
Moi: Ok
Neph (losing all interest in an aunt who gets an Alto rather than a swank car): Mamma, Aunty says she wants to talk with you (the little liar!).

My nephew is 3 and knows more about cars and the associated snob-values than I do. A humbling thought that. I shudder to think what he will be at 18.