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Early this morning I managed to bump into a tweet by a Twitter user @gechife..where she gently and meticulously listed some lessons she has learnt while raising her male children..the tantrums they can play, the fits, jokes etc and my mind just flashed back to my encounter with one, between 3/4 years old or thereabout.

I was with a client in Ikorodu yesterday, making payment for some bags of cement. While I was standing by, I saw this kid, very playful and energetic, he had a rubber band he was equally using to "ply his trade" (play).

After a few minutes, I noticed he was playing around with one lady nearby, an aunt maybe..whom he playfully threatened with the rubber band, when she reaches for him, he'd run..after a while the lady got busy and the bobo switched attention to me. Dude wanted to use me for target practice with his rubber band.

The fun part.
I turned, gave him eye signal to "re-target" the lady from before, e no work. I told him if he shoots me, I will call police officers for him, come and see small boy bragging..it took all the strength in me to hold myself from laughing.
He said "call Na, call police. I shoot you"
I replied, if you shoot me, the police will shoot you oo, they are coming with gun., Oga said it's a lie. I told him Oya wait and see.

I proceeded to retrieve my phone from my pocket to make a call, all this while the boy was standing not more than 5feet from me.
I made sure I was audible enough in my fake call so he could hear..."hello, officer.. good evening Sir. Yes it's me, there is a little boy here that wants to shoot me"..by now he has stopped walking around and was paying attention to my fake call. I turned around, continued and acted like I was giving the policemen directions on how to get there. I intentionally mentioned "Agunfoye junction" which I'm sure the boy knows..and by the time I turned round, oga was nowhere to be found. Him don tear race!

The laughter I was holding back just found its way out.. little did I know he went to hide somewhere to observe..after the call he came out again, continued bragging about how his daddy will bring soldiers.

I was happy, I was moved. It was glad to know that the small boy has so much confidence in his father's capacity to protect him and he wasn't afraid to say so.

I'm a lover of children, I can't even begin to narrate the encounters with my nephew and how much fun it can be.

Children are adorable!!
To the family-oriented men like me wey still dey market, may our homes be filled with these loving gifts from above.


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Nothing compares to the protection of a caring father.

I remember my father shaking up an abusive teacher like an etch-a-sketch who believed he had the right to use a cane on my brother simply because he was a freaking teacher!

My father shook him up into his right mind so hard, that whenever dude saw my brother, he'd say " How is your father? Greet him for me"

mariahAngel:
Nothing compares to the protection of a caring father.

I remember my father shaking up an abusive teacher like an etch-a-sketch who believed he had the right to use a cane on my brother simply because he was a freaking teacher!

My father shook him up into his right mind so hard, that whenever dude saw my brother, he'd say "How is your father? Greet him for me"

Epic!!