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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!

  Prove it to me, Mummy  

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Parent's Name: Sunanda Ramachandra

Some days back I told my daughter, 3 years old, that the food that she takes goes to stomach and from there to other parts of the body and if she does not take food, the parts of the body would cry including her eyes. She wanted to confirm that the food really goes to stomach. She tried to scratch her belly and said, Mummy open my belly, I want to see the food.


  Gift for you!  

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Parent's Name: Shikha

Till Dec 03 I used to get gifts for my 3 yr old son every now and then. Since now I have changed my job and there is no shopping place around I don't get gift's for him very often. One fine day he just came to me and said "Mumma, i am coming from the office and I have got a gift for you". It touched my heart.


  Teacher's Name  

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Parent's Name: Pragati Pitale

My Two Years Old Daughter is in Nursery. When we asked her What is your Teacher's Name? She tell us "Present Teacher". Because everyone in the class at attendance time tell the teacher as "Present Teacher"


  Mother Teresa in the making  

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Parent's Name: Adrian Stevens

With all the stories centered on Kargil these days it was hard to keep my 6 year old daughter out of it. She asked me for what is all these funds being collected for. And when I replied for the Indian soldiers. She replied what about the Pakistani soldiers they are dying too and need help as well.


  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.”