The speed at which my kids flip from being best friends to rivals is dizzying. One moment they are cuddled up in a hug with my preschooler declaring her endless love for her younger sister. The next moment they are in a fierce tussle over a toy. Never mind that there are oodles of other…
As is our confidence, so is our capacity – William Hazlitt. My jaw drops every time I stumble upon a child dripping confidence. Childish innocence wrapped in confidence is nothing short of surreal. I would love the confidence bug to gnaw on my kids in their tender years. In my occasional bizarre musings, I wonder…
It was a normal slow evening in my parent’s house. We had our usual chit-chat during dinner and prayed together as a family. As if on cue, we then dragged our knackered bodies to bed. Before long, the house was still. Those who snored were slowly gaining momentum. Those who didn’t snore were turning restlessly…
I spend a lot of time hurling life-saving instructions at my daughter. “Please climb down, don’t touch that, stop poking your sister\’s eyes, don’t put that in your ear, be still child!’’….you get the drift. It’s (mostly) exasperating.
Like a ferocious whirlwind, technology is rapidly evolving, leaving a trail of change in its wake. It often feels like we are panting for breath in our clamour to keep up with the mind-blowing advancements. Think for a moment if our forefathers made a comeback. I suppose they would cry foul. They wouldn\’t have an…
My kids have completely overhauled my life. It looks like they took an eyeful of my life’s priorities and had a long belly laugh. They then made it their mission to sift through the list, weeding out the baggage and all vanity, leaving only the things that really matter. Thank you, babies. Besides that, I…
We all want to raise our kids right. Don\’t we all desire decent kids that will make our hearts swell with pride because of their propriety? Kids that say ‘thank you’ and ‘please’ without being pressed? That is why we need practical discipline strategies when our children are still in our hands. When the clay…
I grew up watching the robust sermons of the late Dr. Myles Munroe. In my teen years, I would have preferred to watch the movies and TV series of the day. But my dad would have none of that. Not in his house. So when my siblings and I would slump down on the couch…
Growing up, my sisters and I loved to round up in the kitchen and sing our voices hoarse. The Christmas season was particularly special. It was the peak for our kitchen choir. We had so many songs to sing, often spoilt for choice. One of our favorite songs was ‘A Baby Changes Everything\’ by Faith…