Nkiru Oh
Kids are innocent and they often say the funniest things! My first son, Ozi, was three years old when I had his sister. Oh was he ecstatic! He loved her so much and wanted to give her the world. Problem started when his sister would not play wrestling and the game of soccer with him! He therefore requested for a brother. He pleaded that we should 'buy' him a boy to play with. At a point he even gave me the money and showed me where to 'purchase' the boy. As far as he was concerned, parents, especially mothers, have the power to buy any child they want. And loving moms buy brothers for their sons to play with! Behold, I had another girl and the begging for a brother continued!
By the time Ozi was six, I had had three girls consecutively, and he could not take it any longer! When I was pregnant with the third girl, not that we knew the baby's sex though, he pleaded throughout the pregnancy that I should ensure to have a boy! To welcome the supposed brother, he gave me all his toys and some of his new clothes to keep for 'him'. He also gave me his newest soccer ball to put away for 'him'. All my explanations were too complicated for his innocent young brain. So the very day baby and I came back from the hospital, Ozi was out of himself with joy! He frequently checked the baby's ears. Each time he touched the baby's ears, he smiled broadly and literally kissed her from head to toes! I termed those touches and kisses part of his excitement for having a sibling.
Three days later, he checked the baby's ears and saw she was wearing a pair of tiny stud ear-rings. Boy-Oh-boy...all hell was let loose! Ozi threw himself on the floor wailing and throwing the worst tantrum I ever witnessed in his entire young life! Nothing pacified him! He wouldn't talk to me or look at my face! When my mom, his granny, pleaded that he tell her what ailed him, he snapped angrily, still crying bucketfuls, "Mommy is very wicked. Oh my Guowd...she is very wicked! I begged her not to pierce the baby's ears so that he would remain a boy! Now she pierced his ears and she has become a girl! Mommy has turned my brother into a girl... and girls dunno how to play football!" Holly Molly! It took divine intervention and my mom's wisdom to calm him down! And he continued to give me the meanest look until I promised to have a brother for him some day!
Kids are innocent and they often say the funniest things! My first son, Ozi, was three years old when I had his sister. Oh was he ecstatic! He loved her so much and wanted to give her the world. Problem started when his sister would not play wrestling and the game of soccer with him! He therefore requested for a brother. He pleaded that we should 'buy' him a boy to play with. At a point he even gave me the money and showed me where to 'purchase' the boy. As far as he was concerned, parents, especially mothers, have the power to buy any child they want. And loving moms buy brothers for their sons to play with! Behold, I had another girl and the begging for a brother continued!
By the time Ozi was six, I had had three girls consecutively, and he could not take it any longer! When I was pregnant with the third girl, not that we knew the baby's sex though, he pleaded throughout the pregnancy that I should ensure to have a boy! To welcome the supposed brother, he gave me all his toys and some of his new clothes to keep for 'him'. He also gave me his newest soccer ball to put away for 'him'. All my explanations were too complicated for his innocent young brain. So the very day baby and I came back from the hospital, Ozi was out of himself with joy! He frequently checked the baby's ears. Each time he touched the baby's ears, he smiled broadly and literally kissed her from head to toes! I termed those touches and kisses part of his excitement for having a sibling.
Three days later, he checked the baby's ears and saw she was wearing a pair of tiny stud ear-rings. Boy-Oh-boy...all hell was let loose! Ozi threw himself on the floor wailing and throwing the worst tantrum I ever witnessed in his entire young life! Nothing pacified him! He wouldn't talk to me or look at my face! When my mom, his granny, pleaded that he tell her what ailed him, he snapped angrily, still crying bucketfuls, "Mommy is very wicked. Oh my Guowd...she is very wicked! I begged her not to pierce the baby's ears so that he would remain a boy! Now she pierced his ears and she has become a girl! Mommy has turned my brother into a girl... and girls dunno how to play football!" Holly Molly! It took divine intervention and my mom's wisdom to calm him down! And he continued to give me the meanest look until I promised to have a brother for him some day!
Quite hilarious . ......... The beauty of an innocent, naive soul.
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