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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!

  The Marrying Man  

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Parent's Name: Bharati Gopalani

I have a 10 year old daughter and a 4 year old son. One evening my cousin came to visit us, with her pretty two year old daughter. I introduced her to my children, saying, “This is your new little sister.” My son retorted, “If all the girls will be my sister, then who will I marry?” 


  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)


  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'.


  Mein Canada Jaa rahi hoon  

Baby Name: Khushi
Parent's Name: Neha

Just a 2 days back we all were sitting after dinner in the sitting room and My daughter who is 2 and a half years old started doing naughty things and I just ordered her Khushi don't dirty your face and we all started talking and got busy again, after 2 minutes she came from inside room with a purse in which she put a diary, a brush and pen and a few more things and was running towards the door I asked her Khushi aap kahan ja rahe ho, Khushi answered Neha Main Canada ja rahi hoon, gusha hoke....


  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