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Baby Name : Ghusoon


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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!

  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.


  Honesty Pays (Duty i.e.)  

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Parent's Name: Shahila Begum

I was returning from the States last year, and had purchased a few too many electronic goods. I had managed to keep most of them concealed, as I had decided to declare just a few. What I did not count on was my innocent 7 year old. As my bags were being opened, he excitedly pointed to one saying, “Look underneath is my new ice-cream maker. And you know, I even have a popcorn machine.”


  Kha "Kha"  

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Parent's Name: Arti Tulsiani

My 16months old daughter has started saying her first few words. Now she tries to feed me and say "Kha" "Kha" as we do with her when we give her something to eat. Otherday she saw a dog and started shouting bhow bhow. Wonder how fast kids grow.


  Appppa  

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Parent's Name: Netra

My daughter is just 8 months old when I speak the word papa in front of her she starts saying apppa apppa appa appppa.............. I like this very much because it is her first word.


  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.”