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Baby Name : Samyuktha


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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!

  Little ones  

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Parent's Name: Geeta Kalle

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  Chappal Pahano Nahin!  

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Parent's Name: Usha Pavan

When we were in the US, my two year old son used to play with a Hindi speaking neighbour. We are Telugu people and he picked up a few hindi words like Chappal pahano, ghumne chale, thak gaye ho??, etc etc. from his hindi speaking aunty. Once he wanted to say remove the chappals to her and didn't know what to say. So, he finally told Chappal pahano nahin!!!


  My Cuty Coconut  

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Parent's Name: Rubab

My 1 year and 4 months old baby catches new words v.fastly. b4 i month i removed her hairs. then i alwaz put on her a cap but in starting she alwaz threw her cap.Once my 1 friend saw her 2 do so she said yakhhhhhhhh... coconut &she touch her head. since that day my baby alwaz wears her cap even if i remove she touch her hear by her little finger &says "nanut"....


  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.” 


  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