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!
Fun Talk
Baby Name: Ashwini Parent's Name: Lata Sundararajan
My 1 and 1/2
I'll go inside of your stomach
Baby Name: Soniya Parent's Name: Poonam
Once my 3yrs old niece was playing with my younger bhabhi (sister in law) who was pregnent I told my niece Soniya be careful chachi ke pet main chota sa baby hai wondering eyes she told me with wondering eyes i'll do one thing main chachi ke peeth (back) main se ander jake baby ko leke pet se bahar nikal jaoongi toh chachi ke saath khelene ki zaroorat nahin main baby ke saath kheloongi we could not stop our laugh for such intellegent thing imagine if kids can do such work then who will need doct
The Roller Coaster Ride
Baby Name: cajoled Parent's Name: Karan Mathur
Our family goes for numerous short vacations by road. We all enjoy the scenic view of the long rides. Last year, we were driving to Silvasa, we encountered a specially bumpy dirt track. For about 10 minutes the car rattled and rolled in it. After this bad patch, we decided to take a short break. When we were ready to move again, my younger son cajoled, “Daddy, may we go over the bumps again.”
When I become small
Baby Name: Parent's Name: Mahisha
I have two children one (daughter) is almost going to be 3 years and second son is 9 months. Usually the elder one has the habit of copying whatever we do and we tell her that once she grows big like mamma, papa she can also do that. So one day when the little one was playing with some toy, the elder one tried to grab it from his hand and I told her not to do and to let him play. Promptly she replied *when I become small I shall play with it*. I could not resist my laugh.
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.”