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!
A messy picture
Baby Name: Parent's Name: Corey Yao
My son put boogers all over the wall one day it was like it was covered in slime. I had to clean it up!
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.”
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....
The Budding Politician
Baby Name: Raajlakshmi Parent's Name: Jayaa Jain
Our daughter Raajlakshmi, now 1 yr and 3 months, was just 8 months old when she started talking, walking and teething all at the same time. We take her for morning and evening walks everyday. At times when we are busy, her dadi comes home to take her out. Once it so happened that I was discussing something in the morning with my husband while my daughter kept yelling .... 'Bahar Jaana hai'. We did not pay much attention and continued with our talks. And suddenly we see that she picks up the phon
The Shopaholic’s Son
Baby Name: Sameer Parent's Name: Vanee Jaising
My friend from Delhi loves shopping. Especially so when she arrives in Mumbai. Last year, when she had come down, she invited me to lunch. She asked me to come at 1:30 p.m. as she had an appointment with the dentist at 12:30 p.m. When I arrived, he son, Sameer, greeted me at the door saying, “Mama’s not at home.” Although I knew she was at the dentist, I tried to pick up a conversation with this little 4 year old. So I asked him, “Where has your mummy gone?” “Shopping!”, he answered.