So we were dressed up in our Sunday clothes, heading down the staircase for the morning drive to Church. My husband travelled at this time so I held Ikem’s hand as we walked. A few steps later, the following conversation started between us;
Ikem: You are a Mummy and I’m a Daddy
Me: No, you are not yet a Daddy, a Daddy is someone that has a child.
Ikem: I’m a Daddy
Me: Do you have a child?
Ikem: Yes I have a child.
“Who is your child?” I asked, feeling cool with myself as I was very sure he would not have an answer.
“Muna!” He responded mentioning his cousin’s name.
“No, Muna is your cousin.” I corrected him
“No Mummy, Muna is my child, he is my child of God”. He responded coolly and calmly as he pulled open the Car door.
Ye! I really underestimated this boy…