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Baby Name : Himmat


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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!

  Like Mother, Like Son  

Baby Name: Jivitesh
Parent's Name: Sangeeta Juneja

One day when our cleaning maid, Kamlesh had not turned up I was sweeping the house. My 3 year old son Jivitesh on seeing me sweep asked " have you become Kamlesh today?" jokingly I replied yes. Instantly he replied " then I shall become Chotu (the boy who collects our garbage)"


  Thief with two Heads  

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Parent's Name: Buma

When my sister was about 3 yrs old, there was a thief in the next house. I was narrating to her the whole incident. "yesterday around 12 in the night, next door aunty woke up to go to the restroom and happened to see two heads through the window. she yelled and they went off". on hearing this story, my sister immediately asked me "sister, do thieves have two heads?" I burst into laughter on her innocence.


  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!


  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.”