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Baby Name : Pallav


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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!

  Little ones  

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Parent's Name: Geeta Kalle

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  Amazing Devotee  

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Parent's Name: Deepthi

If my 14 months baby see god, immediately she keeps her hands together while closing her eyes, 'Dachi' (Namaskar). Only once I taught her to do so. When we were in an american store, at one corner she was doing so... we ignored that. We observed her twice doing same while crossing same place... When we saw that place we're surprised to see one small show piece, White Elephant was there painted it's parts in gold paint! Really it's amazing that piece was made in sacred Desi Style!!!! How sweet, m


  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.


  I'm Sorry!  

Baby Name: Vishnu
Parent's Name: Jyoti Rahi

My eighteen month old son Vishnu was trying to get my attention as I watched TV by throwing his small toys at me. His dad, who was watching Vishnu, said to him "Don't do that. 'Kaan pakad kar sorry bolo beta'". Vishnu promptly climbed onto my lap and pulled MY ears to say that he was sorry.


  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