The Ramblings of A Nigerian Mom

'Brotherhood of the brothers'  Vs  Uber Cute + Cuddly Owl I just saw / read about the sweet little girl who  innocently plans to sell her younger brother for $54 (in exchange for a toy owl) and I couldn't help chuckling to myself.  Little Rachel would 'sell' her brother because she wanted a toy owl and because 'something in him is wrong'. Never mind that she would later go back to the Pet Store after having her fill of the beautifully quiet and trouble-free owl to see if he is still there and possibly buy him back for $1 but just how funny is that and where in the world do these innocent thoughts and words come from? Source This sure made my afternoon and I'm just here, smiling to myself while wondering what poor little Jason would be doing in the Pet Store even though he is bound to have some really cool company in there. See those little guys up there in the first picture? They can fight for Africa...e...

I wanted to put up a post on children's day which we celebrated here in Nigeria on May 27 but I eventually managed not to....for the very reason I wanted to in the first place. Confused yet? You see, I was cooped up with four energetic bundles of blessing throughout the day and as much as I loved to take them out, I had to think twice and conserve the fuel we had so we could at least go to work the next day. #NotMyFault

Credit   Can you tell this is another #thingskidssay post? I am seriously beginning to think differently about this motherhood thing .   I see myriads of r a i n b o w y beauty already in the nurturing process. A lot more ahah moments are sneaking in on us as we trudge on, on this journey. So we were gawking at the big screen, the whole 4-makes-a-family-all-of-us and flipping across the screen were the images of some big men chasing one small, round leather contraption, as usual. Not that I had anything against full grown men chasing one teeny-tiny black/white leather ball, fighting for control but my boy sure had something to say which intrigued me. D1: ''Mummy, why are they even fighting for the ball? Is it not better to be steady on the ball than fighting for it?'' Dunno how you can be steady on a ball that is not within your control...do you? ''I even think they can win by becoming steady on the ball'' What does this lil man know a...

I hate to think my boys are the only kids that ask cringe-worthy questions, and in public places too. You know questions that make you feel like O.M.G...not so loud...and not here!

  Source   D1: ''Mummy, your tummy is super-big. There is a baby inside...'' Arghhh...not again!