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
Baby Name: 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!
Lets to Mc Donalds
Baby Name: Parent's Name: Arti
Just couple of days back when we were coming back after collecting books and dress for the new session from her school, we were just passing by Mc Donalds so my daughter asked me to take her there, i told her that now i have left out with no money, so she asked that we can check out with her dad, i told her the same about her dad also, then she says no problem mamma atleast we can go to ATM to get the money.
Tiny Wonder
Baby Name: Reina Parent's Name: Stella Joseph
Our daughter Reina is 1yr old now. We have bought few cardboard books for her. We have taught her 'Tomato' and 'Onion' and she knows to pronounce them well. Whenever we ask her to say 'Tomato' she'll say 'Onion'. So one day I asked her to say 'Onion' with a hope that she would say 'Onion' but immediately she said 'Tomato'. We all burst out in laughter and wonder of how she could think and say the other word purposely. Same thing happens with A, B, C... Whenever we ask her to say A, She'll say B.
Complaining About Mom
Baby Name: Rrhea Parent's Name: Neetu Bhatia
This happened last week when i had kept milk for boiling on the gas and I sat down in the hall wiht my 2 yr old daughter RRhea watching TV and playing with her. Suddenly I remembered (which was after ages) that milk was on the gas and i ran to switch of the gas but the milk had dropped little and I wiped the cooking range. This incident happened only when my daughter and myself were there in the house as my mother-in-law had gone out.
Next day my m'law knew abt this incident which surprised me
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