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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!

  Name of a Friend  

Baby Name: Saurab
Parent's Name: Akshara Kaginalkar

One day my three year old daughter was telling me the names of her friends in her school. She told me that one of her friends name was Saurab because he was rubbing all the time in a notebook.


  Who’s the Child?  

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Parent's Name: Gayatri Narayan

I was driving my children to school the other day, when one under-aged driver banged into my car. I got out and ranted and raved for the next 15 minutes, telling him what a bad driver he was, that he was under-age and I wanted his license, and how scared my children were…. After a while, my son popped his head out and said, “Mom will you stop wailing.” 


  Honesty Pays (Duty i.e.)  

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Parent's Name: Shahila Begum

I was returning from the States last year, and had purchased a few too many electronic goods. I had managed to keep most of them concealed, as I had decided to declare just a few. What I did not count on was my innocent 7 year old. As my bags were being opened, he excitedly pointed to one saying, “Look underneath is my new ice-cream maker. And you know, I even have a popcorn machine.”


  God on a Mouse  

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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 "


  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.”