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Read what our little munchkins say on various topics. You may be in for a surprise with their innocence. Does your little one also end up saying something funny or random? It's your chance to share it for other parents to exclaim Look who's talking!

  Colour Television  

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Parent's Name: Seema

One day we were watching TV, and all of a sudden its colours stopped coming. I asked my husband to see why the TV’s colours were not coming. Listening to this, my three years old daughter promptly brought her crayons and started colouring the screen of the television.


  Mom be happy!  

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Parent's Name: Babli

My little (3.5 yrs old) one came back from preschool one day while I was working upstairs he came up and showed me a picture he had made in the art class. I happily hugged him and said good job. We both went downstairs to kitchen and I checked his lunch bag, he hadn't eaten anything at lunch so I frowned and said why didn't you eat anything, how come you were not hungry. He immediately retorted back saying - You were happy with me upstairs , what happened downstairs , you are angry with me now,


  He Must Be My Baby!!!  

Baby Name: Aaditya
Parent's Name: Bhawna Monga

Four month back I had a baby who is adored by everyone specially by my 6 yr old nephew who can talk about Aaditya my son for hours. In this mood he carried away so much that he told me that it would have been best if Aaditya would be borned by him so that he can always be with Aadi as he wishes so.


  A messy picture  

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Parent's Name: Corey Yao

My son put boogers all over the wall one day it was like it was covered in slime. I had to clean it up!


  Pouring Cats and Dandruff  

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Parent's Name: Indira Khurana

Last year, my sister and I went on a holiday abroad. Even though my sister does not get along too well with my nephew, we stayed at my brother’s house on the outskirts of Liverpool. One cold night, my nephew walked in, covered in snow. My silly sister remarked, “Oh is it snowing?” To which he sarcastically replied, “No, its dandruff.”