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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!

  Crooked Prawns  

Baby Name: Jonathan
Parent's Name: Jonjas

Jonathan my 2 year old is an Indian Chinese and English and we speak english, cantonese and hindi. We were having a barbaque and he asked his "dada when are the prawns cooked" and my husband replied "yat crook jau sook" but to my 2 year old. his understanding of 'cook' n 'sook' means the food is ready to eat and he just looked at my husband and said' it mens the same dada'.


  Language Problem  

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Parent's Name: Renu Nair

One day while I was watching TV with my 1 year 9 month old daughter "Anjali" suddenly the current went off and my daughter immediately looked at me and said current gaya I was so happy that she said that but I was really surprised when my daughter again looked at me and said Renu beejili gaya.I just laughed and hugged her tight my dad who was listening to this conversation said she thought probably her mother doesn't understand English..


  Mamma office chali jaati hai  

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Parent's Name: Neha Jadoun

Two months back when my son was one year ten months old we took him to movie Narniyaa. Next day when I was all ready to go to office my son speak out to his father "Papa Lion (Animal character in the movie) movie mein ro raha tha kyonki uski mumma usko choad kar office chali jaati hai. When I heard this I just can't stop myself hugging him.


  Fairy wings  

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Parent's Name: B Desai

My daughter was dressed as a fairy for her first Halloween last year. As soon as I put on her fairy wings she tried to move them and then aked me "mommy Why i can't fly?"


  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