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!
Little ones
Baby Name: Parent's Name: Geeta Kalle
My 2(1/2
Tiny Wonder
Baby Name: Reina Parent's Name: Stella Joseph
Our daughter Reina is 1yr old now. We have bought few cardboard books for her. We have taught her 'Tomato' and 'Onion' and she knows to pronounce them well. Whenever we ask her to say 'Tomato' she'll say 'Onion'. So one day I asked her to say 'Onion' with a hope that she would say 'Onion' but immediately she said 'Tomato'. We all burst out in laughter and wonder of how she could think and say the other word purposely. Same thing happens with A, B, C... Whenever we ask her to say A, She'll say B.
Rain rain go away !!!!!!!
Baby Name: Parent's Name: Sunidhi
My in-laws were visiting us and whenever it rained my father-in-law had taught my almost 2 yr old son to sing - "Rain, rain go away. My papa has to find his way. I am bored without him, go and rain at Kim." Next month we went to Washington and there it started to rain all of a suddenly and along with all the other people we ran for shelter. Before anyone of us could realise, my son ran into the rain shouting - "Rain, rain go away.........." After we caught him and brought him back to a dry place
Bring on the Virgins
Baby Name: Parent's Name: Vikram Sawant
Last Saturday night I had to baby sit my little brother. But alas, I was invited to a fantastic party next door. So after much thinking, I decided to attend for just one hour, with him in tow. My friend, Subhash was mixing drinks for everyone, and offered my little brother a mocktail. He loved the Virgin Colada. Next Subhash gave him a Virgin Mary, all under my strict supervision. My brother lapped it up. After which I forgot all about him and started enjoying myself. When the music stopped, a s
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.”