03 January, 2022

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Hello friends, you are very welcome to Mixing Images. I am your dear friend Vikas Yadav. Friends, in today's post, we are going to talk about Very Cute Baby Images. Friends, in today's post, I am going to post for you some lovely and beautiful images of Very Cute Baby, which you will be very happy after seeing. So let's start again.

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Children's Story


We play a game. Nani, Geetu, and me. The name of the game is bird fly. Granny says- "Birds fly."

Then we also say - birds fly and birds fly. Not really just by shaking hands like this.

The grandmother says goat fly.

Then we do not say goat fly. We just laugh and say the goat does not fly.

The bird, the parrot, the myna, the crow are all birds. They can all fly. Goat, cow, sheep, dog, cat are all animals. They cannot fly. Yet in some stories the cow flies, in some stories the sheep flies. Nani says that stories do not come true. It is fun. That is why they tell the story. Yes, yesterday the nanny told the story of a flying sheep. And I had a beautiful dream that I was flying on a sheep.


Have you ever seen a real sheep? I saw it at the zoo one day. Nani says that there is literally a lot of sheep in their village in India. We will go to see them when there is a holiday. Till then, we play birds flying every day, and remember that sheep only fly in stories and yes even in dreams.


Yesterday, my mother taught me to make paper airplanes. I made paper airplanes and flew into the garden. Pink, Blue, and Yellow. Colored paper airplanes look so beautiful. No one can sit on a paper airplane. They are not real, they are toys. We can entertain them.

Mother says we cannot entertain with a real plane. Use it to go to grandmother's place in India. But traveling in airplanes is also fun. We watch cartoons on airplanes, not because.

Mother says interesting things are entertaining and useful things useful. But there is something useful in entertainment too.

Then what is useful in playing with a paper plane? It is entertaining when we play with paper airplanes. But while preparing it, we learn something, so it is also useful. Is it ok?


A long time ago, there lived an old rabbit named Shwetu in Sundarbans. He used to write such a good poem that the animals of the whole forest would listen to him and press his fingers under the teeth and the scholar believed him like a parrot.

The white rabbit was conquered by defeating the melodious cuckoo and scholar Maina in scripture. That is why the lion king of the forest also respected him. There was no other scholar like him in the whole court. Gradually he became very proud of his scholarship.

One day he went out in search of food in the morning. It was a rainy day, dark clouds started to envelop. The first rain of the season was about to happen. The berries on the roadside were bent with dark blackberries. Seeing the big, dark, juicy berries, Shwetu's mouth was filled with water.

Going under a big Jamun tree, he raised his eyes and looked up and a group of small parrots was seen eating berries. The old rabbit gave a voice from below, "Dear daughters, drop some berries for me too."


Among those little parrots, a parrot named Mithu was very mischievous and playful. He said from above, 'Dada Ji, tell me whether mangoes will be eaten hot or cold? "

Poor old white rabbit said in astonishment, "Well the berries are hot too? Let's not make fun of me. Break me some berries."

Mithu said, "Oh grandpa, you are such a great scholar. You don't even know that the berries are hot and cold too. First, you tell me how you want the berries? Well, how will I give you the berries without knowing it?"

The old and learned rabbit did not understand how the berries would be hot? Still, he wanted to know that secret, so he said, "Son, you feed me hot berries, I have eaten many cold ones."

On hearing this, the young Shwetu shouted a branch of berries out loud. Berries from the ripe pile lay down in the dust. The old whitetail picked them up and began to eat the dust. Seeing this, the little Mithu asked, "Grandfather, why are the berries too hot?"

"Where son? These are just simple cold berries." Rabbit said. The little sweet parrot asked, "What are you saying are cold? Then why are you eating them bluntly? In this way, only hot things are eaten."

The secret of the little sweet parrot now understood the old rabbit and he was ashamed. Such a learned old white rabbit had lost the baby of a small parrot in a small way. His pride went away and he wrote a poem -

Very hard stems of rosewood were cut with a big ax.But that big ax would have been worn out by soft bananas.True, sometimes even small ones say such a big thing.Even very learned scholars start to tune their heads.


When Mitu went to sleep at night, she was very tired.
Why tired
I went to see the aquarium in the morning, that's why.

The aquarium was very big and one has to walk to see it. Meetu got tired while walking. Slept well after getting tired.

Meetu suddenly noticed. Plenty of fish and fish among the fish. Floating Blue Sea, water bubbles, and blues-rock. Fish are also of many sizes, small and big.


Oh, I became a fish, Mitu shocked and opened her eyes.

It was a dream.


Today we went to a big market. We bought colored pencils from the market. Mom and Dad also shopped. There are also swings in the big market. When we go to the big market, we play a lot in the playing area.

I and Mitu like a swing with a winch. The best is a duck winch. When we sit on the duck winch, it rotates fast and the ducks start flying. Tickling in the stomach while flying. We shout loudly when the stomach tickles. Screaming is a lot of fun and the tickle is cured.

Mom and Dad do not sit on a winch with ducks. It is only for children.


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