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Baby Name : Vaishavi


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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!

  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!


  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)"


  Du-du  

Baby Name: Tanisha
Parent's Name: Renu

When my daughter Tanisha was around 11-12 months old she started speaking few words like "papa","du-du" for milk etc. One fine day when she woke from her afternoon nap she got amazed looking outside the window and she started shouting "du-du"...."du-du". you know what?? it was the first snow fall of the season and her first experience of snow. I couldn't stop laughing at her.


  Invertor  

Baby Name: Aaryan
Parent's Name: Monica

We have purchased an invertor and kept it another bedroom. My little prince "Aaryan" whenever went to that room, used to touch the invertor buttons. Whenever he touched, I would point out my fingre and said "No"....oo". Now whenever Aryan sees the Invertor, he stands in front of it and says, pointing out his fingre "Nooo".


  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