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!
Pampers
Baby Name: Parent's Name: Hilu
I was shopping out in one of the co-operatives, with my 21/21/2
Sandese aathe hain
Baby Name: Parent's Name: Usha Pavan
My two and a half year old son saw a Sikh with a turban for the first time in a shopping place and was so excited and started singing Sandese aathe hai. This is because he saw the movie border and he liked the song. From then onwards I couldn't stop my son singing that song when ever he sees a Sikh with a turban. It happened once in a lift in my husband's work place, and we both were expecting that this boy would sing the song seeing my husband's Sikh collegue in turban and were thinking how to
Du-du
Baby Name: Tanisha Parent's Name: Renu
When my daughter Tanisha was around 11-12 months old she started speaking few words like "papa","du-du" for milk etc. One fine day when she woke from her afternoon nap she got amazed looking outside the window and she started shouting "du-du"...."du-du". you know what?? it was the first snow fall of the season and her first experience of snow. I couldn't stop laughing at her.
A 5year Old Think Tank
Baby Name: Ramu Parent's Name: Mohan
This happened around the late 1970's ..I was visiting a doctor once. In those days, more than one patient could be waiting in a doctor’s room when the other was being examined for general cold/flu etc. While I was waiting for my turn, a middle-aged woman with her son (aged around 5 years) was being examined by the doctor for some throat problem. Her son meanwhile had got on to the weight machine (weighing scale) on the floor beside the doctor. Once the woman was thru with the doctor, she called
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.”