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Baby Name : Aarshiya


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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!

  What is your 'Sari' Number?  

Baby Name: Tamanna
Parent's Name: Ankita

Tamanna, who is my cousin, loves songs & dances. She's 5 years old. She also loves wearing saris. So whenever she wants to wear sari she'll start singing the song, 'what is your sari number ...?',A parady of the hindi Song, 'what is your mobile no.?...'


  Hep Goddess  

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Parent's Name: Sudha Shivkumar

One day when we went to the temple with our three year old son, he said,"Look,Amma,Saraswati Ummachi(we call God/Goddess as Ummachi in Tamil) has a guitar in her hand." He was referring to her veena,of course!


  A Prayer for the Hungry  

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Parent's Name: Cassandra

My sister-in-law was teaching her 2 year old son to recite ‘The Prayer to the Lord.’ He started with, “My father, who art in heaven Hallowed be thy name Thy kingdom come Thy will be done On earth as it is in heaven (so far, so good) Give us this day, our daily biscuit (oops) So she asked him to repeat the last line. He said, ‘Give us this day our daily bread-stick’ (oops, again!) It was only after she had fed him, that he managed to get it right! 


  Mirror Mirror who is beautiful  

Baby Name: Janhavi
Parent's Name: Sarika

Janhavi is 2 years old and can speak everything. As soon as she is dressed up she stands infront of the mirror and says Pretty Woman Dikho Dikho Na(Song from Kal Ho Na Ho)


  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