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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!

  Fairy wings  

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Parent's Name: B Desai

My daughter was dressed as a fairy for her first Halloween last year. As soon as I put on her fairy wings she tried to move them and then aked me "mommy Why i can't fly?"


  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 "


  Crow and the Pitcher  

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Parent's Name: Ashwini M N

When my daughter was a year round, she had the habit of picking dirty pebbles off the road. To break this habit, I had told her that the pebbles would be dirty as the stray dogs would have peed on them. After 3 months of telling her this, her habit broke off. When she was a 1.5 yrs old, during a noon nap, she wanted a story. I started with the smart crow that drank water from a pitcher by dropping pebbles into it. The moment I finished the story, my daughter made a face and said "Dirty crow touc


  Video Games in Toilet  

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Parent's Name: R.Swapna

Once when I was busy packing for my tour then my younger daughter came to me and asked,"Mummy,is playing hand video games in the toilet bad ?" I replied "Ofcourse, it is bad, but why do you ask that?" She replied,"I'm not telling you that my bhaiya (elder brother) does that.


  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.”