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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!

  Fun Talk  

Baby Name: Ashwini
Parent's Name: Lata Sundararajan

My 1 and 1/2

  Of Cubs, Kittens, and Goats  

Baby Name: Sunaina
Parent's Name: Varuna Jhatka.

My daughter, Sunaina, a pre-schooler , has just started learning all about the animals and their children. She knows that a cat has kittens, a lion gets cubs, etc. One evening, last week, we had to go for a wedding. As Sunaina hates meeting people, she was reluctant to come. But as we could not leave her alone at home, we forced her to come. As we entered a distant relative came up to us and patted her on the head saying, “How cute, is this your kid?” At which Sunaina, shot back, “How dare you


  The Shopaholic’s Son  

Baby Name: Sameer
Parent's Name: Vanee Jaising

My friend from Delhi loves shopping. Especially so when she arrives in Mumbai. Last year, when she had come down, she invited me to lunch. She asked me to come at 1:30 p.m. as she had an appointment with the dentist at 12:30 p.m. When I arrived, he son, Sameer, greeted me at the door saying, “Mama’s not at home.” Although I knew she was at the dentist, I tried to pick up a conversation with this little 4 year old. So I asked him, “Where has your mummy gone?” “Shopping!”, he answered. 


  Like Mother, Like Son  

Baby Name: Jivitesh
Parent's Name: Sangeeta Juneja

One day when our cleaning maid, Kamlesh had not turned up I was sweeping the house. My 3 year old son Jivitesh on seeing me sweep asked " have you become Kamlesh today?" jokingly I replied yes. Instantly he replied " then I shall become Chotu (the boy who collects our garbage)"


  Mom be happy!  

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Parent's Name: Babli

My little (3.5 yrs old) one came back from preschool one day while I was working upstairs he came up and showed me a picture he had made in the art class. I happily hugged him and said good job. We both went downstairs to kitchen and I checked his lunch bag, he hadn't eaten anything at lunch so I frowned and said why didn't you eat anything, how come you were not hungry. He immediately retorted back saying - You were happy with me upstairs , what happened downstairs , you are angry with me now,