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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!

  How amazing are kids sometimes..  

Baby Name: Khushi
Parent's Name: Swati Srivastava

I have a 2 year old daughter KHUSHI. Sometimes she really amazes me. Though a lot of incidents have taken place that have made me extremely happy, proud and thankful to God for giving me such a wonderful daughter. One incident I will never ever forget...When Khushi was one year old she used to crawl and had just started walking. One day she was on the bed with me and we were on the opposite corners of the bed. I had an itch in my throat and all of a sudden I started coughing badly. To my surpris


  Friend not in Need  

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Parent's Name: Satya Podury

Our 4-year old daughter was quite upset with her grandma one day, and so she very resolutely announced, "A friend *not* in need, is a friend not indeed!" !! Pretty mature, I thought. 


  Gift for you!  

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Parent's Name: Shikha

Till Dec 03 I used to get gifts for my 3 yr old son every now and then. Since now I have changed my job and there is no shopping place around I don't get gift's for him very often. One fine day he just came to me and said "Mumma, i am coming from the office and I have got a gift for you". It touched my heart.


  Jai Mata Ki  

Baby Name: Suvarna
Parent's Name: Bindu

My daughter was three years old when we visited Vaishno Devi shrine with her. I took her to my office one day. One of my colleagues asked her name and she said "Suvarna" in a low voice. My colleague could not hear and said "Jor Se Bolo" (speak louder) and my daughter instantly replied "Jai Mata Ki".


  Some Cheese Please  

Baby Name: Omika
Parent's Name: Sunita Chawla

Last month, as we were returning to Mumbai by the Chennai Express, my family got friendly with a couple of school teachers from the next compartment. They were enchanted by my two daughters Srishti and Omika, especially Omika, the younger one. They had brought along some fruits with them, and offered some to Omika, saying, “Which fruit would you like to have? We have bananas, oranges, grapes, chikoos and apples.” Much to their surprise, Omika answered “strawberries.” A little later, Omika return