Bedtime Conversation With My Niece
I’ve come to the United States to spend Christmas with my family so it is safe to say that my niece and nephew are excited.
My niece is 2 years and 6 months old but she’s quite the intelligent one and her words sometimes shock me. She is also very cute and she smiles a lot as well. Okay, I’m bragging now.
I’m sharing a room with my niece but she has her own cute little bed which I hear she generally refuses to sleep on. I told my sis and brother in law I’d make her sleep on her bed. All they need to do is switch off the baby monitor so they won’t feel bad when they hear her cry.
My niece was excited to be sharing her room with me, she automatically assumed she’d be sleeping on my bed, so when we retired for the night and I directed her to her bed, she didn’t look happy at all. I ignored her and climbed into my bed.
Next thing I hear is the silent hiccup cry. I ignored her but she increased the volume so I gave her a stern warning “If I hear pim from you again, I’m going back to Lagos.”
She said “huh?”
“I don’t want to hear any sound from you. Stay quiet and go to sleep” I whispered.
Some minutes later she changes tactics to fake cough.
“Sorry baby. Do you want some water?” I asked her.
“No. I [cough cough] want [cough] juice” She says with the most dramatic cough ever.
I laughed in my mind. These children will not kill somebody. Instead, I said “No juice tonight. Okay?”
This time, I managed to sound more firm.
Her cough has now progressed to silent hiccup wailing “It’s okay Aunty. It’s okay”
Oh my chwest! This little girl just pulled all the veins in my heart. But I knew she was playing me so I didn’t back down.
“Yes baby” I answered
Still hiccuping and grunting like she’s uncomfortable in her own bed “I wuv you”
Ohhhhhhhhh! My heart gave way. I have been used and even though I knew what was happening, I couldn’t help it.
“Okay, you can come on my bed” I gave in, ashamed of myself
“Oh,” She said, genuinely surprised and hurriedly got off her bed as she dragged her fluffy in tow, climbed into mine and cozied up. Then as she wipes her tears and her hiccup subsided, she said “Thank you, Aunty”
This is how I was scammed by a Two-Year-Old. Tonight, I shall wrap my heart with POP.
This post was first published on the 16th of December 2017.