biatch!!

I was dressing N on Sunday morning for church.

N: Biatch, papa Biatch!

Me and Jake looked at each other. Our face tried to contain the laughter and at the same time horrified at where he's picked up this colourful word. As far as we are concerned, we don't even use this term.

I picked up his belt to use on his jeans and he got even more excited.
Biatch!!! he exclaimed.

SO........BIATCH is BELT~!
*PHEW!!!!!

To confirm, I asked him, what's this (showing the belt)

N: Biatch, Noel Biatch.

So I quickly correct him "B-ELT".