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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!

  Colour Television  

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Parent's Name: Seema

One day we were watching TV, and all of a sudden its colours stopped coming. I asked my husband to see why the TV’s colours were not coming. Listening to this, my three years old daughter promptly brought her crayons and started colouring the screen of the television.


  My friends teasing me  

Baby Name: Saanvi
Parent's Name: Hetal Tank

My daughter is 2 & half yrs old. She doesn't like to go to the school. One day her grandpa told her that story about the rat with seven tails. In the story it comes that rats friends tease him about his seven tails. One day morning when i wake my daughter for school as usual, she told me I don't want to go to school and as usual I asked her what's the reason for not going to school and you won't belive she told me, "mama at school my friends tease me". I told her why? what did they say? And she


  I'm Sorry!  

Baby Name: Vishnu
Parent's Name: Jyoti Rahi

My eighteen month old son Vishnu was trying to get my attention as I watched TV by throwing his small toys at me. His dad, who was watching Vishnu, said to him "Don't do that. 'Kaan pakad kar sorry bolo beta'". Vishnu promptly climbed onto my lap and pulled MY ears to say that he was sorry.


  Kha "Kha"  

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Parent's Name: Arti Tulsiani

My 16months old daughter has started saying her first few words. Now she tries to feed me and say "Kha" "Kha" as we do with her when we give her something to eat. Otherday she saw a dog and started shouting bhow bhow. Wonder how fast kids grow.


  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