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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!

  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....


  Cartoon Network  

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Parent's Name: AnithaKK

My 5 year old son told me one day. " I want to go to College in India". We asked him why? His reply - " I can watch Cartoon there" - (We live in Kuwait)


  What is your 'Sari' Number?  

Baby Name: Tamanna
Parent's Name: Ankita

Tamanna, who is my cousin, loves songs & dances. She's 5 years old. She also loves wearing saris. So whenever she wants to wear sari she'll start singing the song, 'what is your sari number ...?',A parady of the hindi Song, 'what is your mobile no.?...'


  Papa Nahin Uthe  

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Parent's Name: Arti Kariro

My sweet littke daughter has a habbit of saying jai jai to sun uncle and goodmorning too and after that she goes in her room and ask papa to utho mama ko office jana hai mamma late ho jayegi.... one day same routine is going on saying jai jai sun uncle and all of the sudden she said sun uncle papa nahin uthe......... and i was surprised ki itni baatein kahan se seekhti hai.


  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