I am plaiting her matted hair, grateful for the chance to get my hands on an unruly afro that is simply unacceptable…. even more grateful for the opportunity to spend a little one on one time with my daughter.
As I plait, she munches….and she munches….and munches…eating her way through a large bag of jellied sweets…
A few minutes later…….
Daughter: I think I’m going to be sick…
I say nothing…
Daughter: All is not well….
I say nothing…
Daughter: I fear no good can come of this…
She looks at me pleadingly…..her eyes like huge ebony saucers…
Daughter: Oh mother..
I say nothing….
Daughter: Is this how it ends?
why aren't you somewhere else 
You can alwAys tell Ade that I can visit and remind her of the good old days AND the fun time we use to have when she was little……..I am sure she’ll digest the jellybeans real fast…… 😉
Love your posts Bunmi!
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