Beer?

I was cutting up a piece of fruit for Violet's breakfast.

She was watching me and got really excited.  She shrieked and clapped and almost screamed, "What I get to have is a beer?  Yay, I get to have a beer, Yeah, beer."

She gave more claps and cheers.

I searched my memory as to where her sing-song beer excitement came from.  Did I sing a "Hooray for Beer" song recently and it stuck to Violet's brain?

Then my idiot moment clears when I look back to the cutting board.  I'm cutting a pear.  Violet's not saying "beer," she's saying "pear."  In my defense, I was not the only one who heard "beer," honest.