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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!

  Interesting questions - 4 1/2

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My son (4 1/2 yrs) asks me lot of questions. I am listing a few which I remember.

1) whether corn is a fruit or vegetable?

2) whether flower is a boy or girl?

3) One day when I was rearranging photo album, he saw a photo in which I was pregnant, he asked me why my stomatch was big. Then I told him that he was in my stomatch. Then he was worried and he said 'Mom, Please don't swallow me again, I am a good boy now'.

4) One day w


  Teachers Stink  

Baby Name: Rishab
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It was my son’s first day at nursery school, and I was a little nervous, as Rishab talks too much. After the first lesson, the teacher asked, “Does everyone understand. Raise your hands if you have a question.” My little one raised his hand and asked her, “Have you had a bath?”


  Jai Mata Ki  

Baby Name: Suvarna
Parent's Name: Bindu

My daughter was three years old when we visited Vaishno Devi shrine with her. I took her to my office one day. One of my colleagues asked her name and she said "Suvarna" in a low voice. My colleague could not hear and said "Jor Se Bolo" (speak louder) and my daughter instantly replied "Jai Mata Ki".


  The little mind  

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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.


  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