Asempa and new things! He literally lives for them and believes every new thing no matter how small or big is his. He comes from school one afternoon, sees a new bag we've bought for my Ayemye because Ayemye's bag is torn and concludes the bag is his. We told him it was for his… Continue reading New Things are Mine!
A few months ago, my kids were taking a nap and I got to work doing the thousand and one things that I cannot do while they are awake and all over the place. I asked myself what happened to sleep when baby sleeps? It got me thinking... Wasn't it just yesterday that I was… Continue reading Motherhood…A Looong Journey
Even before I had kids, I knew I wanted them to shine in home management. Considering the fact that I initially said I wanted four boys, it means I do want boys who can equally take care of the house as much as girls are usually known to. Note that I wrote "initially" there. Two… Continue reading Frying Pancakes
Remember I posted a similar picture a while back? Around that time was when blending was officially no more my job in my own house. If I dare blend without permission, trouble oh. Today, I called Asempa as usual to inform him. Me: Asempa, I'm about to blend oh. Asempa: Okaaaay! I'm going to play-ay!… Continue reading I’m Coming to do My Blending
Toilet-training! One of the most challenging milestones in the minds of mothers. I started reading about toilet-training early in the life of my first child and from most of the material I read, the average age that toddlers are ready to be toilet-trained is 18 months. Why 18 months? Well, by this time, most toddlers… Continue reading How I Toilet-Trained My Toddler
A while ago, I saw a tweet that went something like, "My kids had better be funny. I can't spend the rest of life at home with them if they are boring." When I saw the tweet, I smiled. I smiled because, with kids, there is never a dull moment. They arrive as newborns who… Continue reading Never A Dull Moment – Asempa – I
When I got to know I was having a second baby, one of the things I wondered about the most was how the boys will relate with each other, especially considering that they were so close in age. By the time my bump was big enough for Asempa to notice (6 months preggo), he was… Continue reading Sibling Love, Sibling Rivalry
Asempa, let me wash your hands for you. I'll wash it myself (Walking together) Asempa, let me hold your hand No! (Blending my stuff in the kitchen) Mama, Nooooo! I'll do it! (About to wear left shoe on right leg) Asempa, it's not like that No, it's like that! As if all the above are… Continue reading I’ll Do it Myself