Yesterday my younger brother entered the kitchen quietly around midnight. He thought everybody was asleep. This boy opened the pot gently like professional thief and carried meat from the stew. As he was about to leave, our mom’s voice came out from the darkness: “Return that meat complete.” 😭😂 The boy nearly fainted. He slowly dropped the meat back and said, “Mummy I was only checking if the stew was still okay.” My mom replied, “By 12am? Are you NAFDAC?” 😭 That was the night we all discovered African mothers don’t sleep… they just close their eyes and monitor the whole house spiritually 😂
