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
Baby Name: 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".
God on a Mouse
Baby Name: Parent's Name: Sharmala
Once my cousin, whose son had been born and brought up in London decided to teach him about Indian Gods. She showed him a picture of Ganesh. He asked what the mouse below him represented. She told him it represented his vehicle. He exclaimed " Funny God, here a big Elephant rides upon a little mouse "
Interesting questions - 4 1/2
Baby Name: Parent's Name:
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
A 5year Old Think Tank
Baby Name: Ramu Parent's Name: Mohan
This happened around the late 1970's ..I was visiting a doctor once. In those days, more than one patient could be waiting in a doctor’s room when the other was being examined for general cold/flu etc. While I was waiting for my turn, a middle-aged woman with her son (aged around 5 years) was being examined by the doctor for some throat problem. Her son meanwhile had got on to the weight machine (weighing scale) on the floor beside the doctor. Once the woman was thru with the doctor, she called
Pouring Cats and Dandruff
Baby Name: 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.”