Lesson learned: don’t take a four year old to ToysRUs and expect not to come back with a throbbing headache. Ok, gat it! Today, I followed my mom to her sister’s house to pick up her [sister’s] son… AKA my cousin, Toby. We took him to ToysRUS to go buy him his birthday gift (his birthday was on Jan 14th…same as mine), but I did not plan for what I got. How was I supposed to know he would stop at every corner and want to take practically everything home? How was I supposed to know he would insist that Super Man appeared on everything? How was I supposed to know? Remind me to think twice before having kids. To top it off, he wanted everything from ice cream (though we are in the heart of the winter season), cheetos (some orange curly things), pop corn, candy, cookies, waffles (though he has a whole box @ home), wafers, and a whole buncha things that I cannot even remember. Bottom line: do NOT have kids until you are absolutely ready to. Forget what your husband thinks; you’re the one who will carry the baby. Don’t remind me of when my aunt went to Nigeria and left him in the care of me and my mom. He was only 11 months then. Let’s just say that constantly pulling a child out of the cupboard isn’t fun. Let’s not forget about going down stairs and stepping on potatoes and onions cause he thought they were balls and fun to throw down stairs. Hmmmmm. I guess no matter how hard it is, it’s still all worth it. But I maintain my stand sha: women, make sure you are absolutely ready to have kids before you do. If your husband can’t wait, then let him get pregnant himself.
Good nite diary. Uju is spending the nite in my house today and she’s here already. Gotta go watch that mischievious gal… u never know what mischief she has up her sleeves. Nite nite!
