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!
Age Count
Baby Name: Parent's Name: Fatima Alli Moosa
My little sister was once asked how old she was. "I'm not old", she replied, "I'm still young".
Crow and the Pitcher
Baby Name: Parent's Name: Ashwini M N
When my daughter was a year round, she had the habit of picking dirty pebbles off the road. To break this habit, I had told her that the pebbles would be dirty as the stray dogs would have peed on them. After 3 months of telling her this, her habit broke off. When she was a 1.5 yrs old, during a noon nap, she wanted a story. I started with the smart crow that drank water from a pitcher by dropping pebbles into it. The moment I finished the story, my daughter made a face and said "Dirty crow touc
The little mind
Baby Name: Parent's Name: Sunanda Ramachandra
One day I was watching snooker, when my little daughter aged 3 after observing the game keenly said, Mummy, I also want to play. I told okay, carry on play. She immediately stood up on the sofa kept near the TV and tried to put her legs into the picture tube. I asked what she was doing, she told she wants to get into the TV and play the match.
Knock on the Door
Baby Name: Anjali Parent's Name: Nita Vaswani
One day, as I was feeding my two month old daughter, my servant walked into the room without knocking on the door. Needless to say, we did not take the matter lightly, and he was fired. When we were hiring a new servant, Nitin, my 6 year old, piped up, “Mummy, tell him not to walk into your room when you are feeding Anjali.”
Pouring Cats and Dandruff
Baby Name: 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.”