In my house, I cook spaghetti once in a while. One Saturday morning, I was in the kitchen preparing to cook spaghetti. My six-year-old son entered the kitchen and observed what I was about to prepare. Then the following conversation occurred between us:
My boy: Mum, are you cooking spaghetti?
My boy: are you cooking the stew one?
My boy: mum please cook the stew one. It is sweeter than the jollof the other day you cooked it
Me: But I want to cook it jollof
My boy: Daddy’s jollof is softer and sweeter than your own. Cook it stew and leave jollof for daddy.
My dear, I had no choice than to comply when I heard the ‘bomb’.
As parents and adults, we have kids around us and need to interact with these kids in various ways.