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Baby Name : Jagruti


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Hindu Rashi
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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!

  Age Count  

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Parent's Name: Fatima Alli Moosa

My little sister was once asked how old she was. "I'm not old", she replied, "I'm still young".


  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)"


  Jigsaw Puzzle  

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Parent's Name: Shayan

My son doesn't like going for haircut, so when I forcibly got him a haircut very sadly he said "you have broken my heart, mamma!" and immediately added-when he realised I was sad too-"but don't worry it has turned into a jigsaw puzzle and will join together".


  Thief with two Heads  

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Parent's Name: Buma

When my sister was about 3 yrs old, there was a thief in the next house. I was narrating to her the whole incident. "yesterday around 12 in the night, next door aunty woke up to go to the restroom and happened to see two heads through the window. she yelled and they went off". on hearing this story, my sister immediately asked me "sister, do thieves have two heads?" I burst into laughter on her innocence.


  Pouring Cats and Dandruff  

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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.”