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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!

  Chappal Pahano Nahin!  

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Parent's Name: Usha Pavan

When we were in the US, my two year old son used to play with a Hindi speaking neighbour. We are Telugu people and he picked up a few hindi words like Chappal pahano, ghumne chale, thak gaye ho??, etc etc. from his hindi speaking aunty. Once he wanted to say remove the chappals to her and didn't know what to say. So, he finally told Chappal pahano nahin!!!


  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.


  Teacher's Name  

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Parent's Name: Pragati Pitale

My Two Years Old Daughter is in Nursery. When we asked her What is your Teacher's Name? She tell us "Present Teacher". Because everyone in the class at attendance time tell the teacher as "Present Teacher"


  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.”


  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.”