Life With My Boy: OMG! He’s 3!!!!

Birthday Cake

Listening to my son lately, I see how much he’s so grown and today he hits the big 3 without the 0! LOL.

I remember recently in Church, he was sitting besides me and then started showing me his gentleman tendencies.

First he reached up and touched my hair:

Son: Mummy, your hair is beautiful.

Wow! Was I touched? I smiled and thanked him. I had a unique hairstyle on and people had been complimenting me.

Then he reached for my face

Son: Mummy, your lips are beautiful

I was practically blushing as I said thank you. I was wearing red lipstick. He then pointed to my eyebrows:

Son: Mummy, your eyelashes  (he meant eyebrows) beautiful.

Wow! My every morning struggle of getting the perfect curve on my brows. Lol.

Then he pointed to his Dad and said

Son: Mummy, see Daddy’s head, it’s big!

Oh my God! I couldn’t hold back the laughter even as I told my hubby later on.

Actually, my son thinks big is a compliment and loves to show of his big tummy! So we do have to condone some shirtless days at home. Lol.

Happy birthday to my adorable 3 year old, the hand of God is upon your life and you are blessed and highly favoured. We love you!

PS: The days of ‘that toy is for 3 years and above’ are over. Now I have to find other excuses. Lol. 

Looking for a Job? Try the Security Guy! ;)

Recently, I was reflecting on some firms that I would have liked to work with several years ago but I never got to even drop my CV there. I thought about what I could have done differently based on the experience I have now and something occurred to me, I could have gone through the Security Guards!

In the organisation where I’ve worked for several years now, we have very good relationships with the Security Guard and you would be amazed that most Security Guards have access to the Ogas at the top, in other words- the decision makers that can hire and fire.

I can imagine if I had walked into one of those companies and met one of the Uniformed Security Guards (not a Mai-Guard or a Mallam or an Aboki!), instead of asking for the HR or someone that would be too busy or maybe too important to attend to me.

First of all, the guy or guys would feel cool that their help is required in the first place. I would probably buy one or two bottles of soft drinks for him/them (as a job-seeker, I won’t be throwing much cash around pleaseeeee!) And I would then present my request/CV (ever heard of Damsel in Distress? Lol!)

I would follow-up with calls (as much as I can) and promises of maybe one-twentieth of my salary in the second month (first salary is first fruit, one-tenth of the second can only go to God, and the rest of the salaries? No be Security Man I dey work for abeg!)

I might even go further to request what time the CEO comes to the office and if I can ‘accidentally’ bump into the CEO or HRM or whomever; after the Security Guard has ofcourse enthusiastically spoken to the person and presented my impeccable CV:

‘Ha! Oga, this is my sister o! She is the smartest person in our village, made a first class sef! Just give her the chance, she can even work free of charge for 2 weeks’ (Only two weeks o! Abeg! I did not go to school free of charge!)

Anyway, with the favour of God upon my life, I’m sure I would have landed one of those jobs… Lol.

Or what do you think? Afterall, Wisdom is profitable to direct! (Ecclesiastes 10:10b, King James Version- Holy Bible) Selah!

Life With My Boy: Yes or No!

It was a lovely Sunday Morning, I was in the kitchen cutting vegetables that had been toughened by the Harmattan in Lagos, when my toddler walked in. We got talking and the conversation progressed to this:

Me: So Ikem do you want to drink Tea?

I wasn’t looking at him when I asked, so I repeated the question and turned to see him nod his head. Feeling like a good mother, I decided to teach him some grammar:

Me: Ikem, don’t nod your head okay? You need to answer Yes or No.

Son: Okay.

Me: So do you want Tea?

Son: Yes or No!

Lol! I  just burst into laughter and left the boy alone.

Grammar ko,  Oyibo ni.

Life With My Boy: All Men are the Same!

Yes o! They are. Check out this scenario.

My Sister was playing with my son and next he said something like;

Aunty I like your nails. Beauriful”

Turned out my sister was wearing lovely pink nail polish on her nails. I was amazed he noticed and I checked my nails by reflex (I shouldn’t have bothered, I rarely wear nail polish).

So just like every other man around him, my son also appreciates beautiful things in women.  Lol

Anyway, I decided to paint my nails too (hoping he would notice) and guess what happens?

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Yes,  the picture says it all. My toddler also decided to get his nail painted and would not let me be, until I dabbed some polish on his nails.

Did he notice my lovely nails? I don’t think so,  he was too busy showing off his own!

“Mummy,  see my nails, beauriful”

There you go! Maybe I shouldn’t have bothered with the nail painting afterall.

Lol.