Why are they peaking so quickly?

Shylah: "Mommy, when you say icn have a boyfriend again"
Me:      "When you're 17. Why? You see someone at your school you like?"
Shylah: "No, put the TV on music." [HYPE TV]
Me:      "Shylah him on here? Who him?"
Shylah: "Yes mommy, him sing 'come into my room' "
Why is my four year old in love with UGLY Movado??

Angelique, for the Grace of God, I can't understand nor pick up where I've taken this child to, for her to pick up this stink, loud, buttoo laugh. In heaven's name, when you throw her in the air, or tickle her sides, or blow raspberries on her tummy, all you hear from this small, sweet, innocent face is the most garrison, gully side, guttah laugh: Ha Ha HA HA **choke choke**  HA HA HA ** cough cough** I keep waiting to hear her say, "woi me side" Some big people laugh, like she deh bout long time or understand the joke.

Gariece Jr. bka GJ, at six months has the audacity to be holding on and walking. We have this light plastic chair, that we use to entertain on the balcony. The other day, their daddy was making the bed. He rests GJ standing up in front of the chair, placing his hands on the seat. What we heard next, was the scraping of the chair on the ground and AWAY was GJ. Holding on and walking all by his lonesome.

Me Thinks dem a gwaan wid too much!

My Spelling Bee Champ

My daughter, Shylah and I speak regularly about random things. Whatever it is she asks of me, no matter how age-inappropriate I think that question is, I do my utmost best, to answer so that she understands. I mean she must be asking me for a reason. The adage goes, "If the mind can conceive it ....blah blah blah" So if her little mind is asking me what a "period" is why would I run her???

Anyways, since recently she, Shylah, shared with me that she really wants to be a Doctor. Unlike most parents, I wasn't excited, nor amused. But it's what she wants. I explained to her that becoming a doctor entails A TON of work. Explained how hard she'd have to study, going to bed late reading her books etc. I use it as leverage now each time she and  I have studies together. When she gets lazy, I remind her of the hard work ahead if she wants to be a Dr. and it has paid off remarkably. She has had three weeks of "spelling" so far at school and has excelled. I was shocked, really, that she would have done so well. I know she's naturally bright and her brain is that of a sponge, but I must admit, I feel proud each time I remember all the "ticki" dem in her book. Bright girl Shylah.

Nurture as a part of Nature

Anyone can provide shelter, food and clothing. Anyone can transport a child to school and back. Anyone can bathe, brush teeth and moisturize the skin daily. But it takes a truly special one, to nurture. By definition Nurture means: "The act of nourishing or nursing; tender care; education; training; The environmental influences that contribute to the development of an individual;" [wikipedia]

I'm honoured that God has blessed my womb with not one, but three human beings, three more persons to shape society, who can and will alter the future, pave the way for others who'll come after them.

I teach Shylah that she's special, unique. I encourage her to dream big, aim above the skies, so that she'll land among the clouds. This gives her courage to try new things, allows her to be exposed to many other opportunities because she won't be afraid to step up or branch out. I praise her everyday, tell her she's pretty, she's super-intelligent. This builds her confidence and SELF ESTEEM. A man/boy would have to bring his A+ game to catch her eye. He would have to be outta-dis-world to garner and keep her attentions and that's the kinda man I want for them, [cause Angelique will grow similarly.] The BEST there is.

And my son will be one of the BEST there is. Shame to say, I was more excited about GJ's birth than any of my girls. I have the opportunity to affect so many more lives through my son than my daughters. He WILL be the ladies' gentle-man. Sweet, suave, kind, patient, and chivalrous. He will touch each girl's life and teach them, they DON'T have to settle. They only have to set standards and keep them. I already see where girls will ask him continually, "man like you still make?" Oh boy oh boy oh boy I can't wait!

What's all the Hubbub about Twins

Everyone in the entire world seem to be tons more excited than I am about having twins. See the secret is, when I was fourteen and staying with my aunt Bev, I shared with my cousin, Kashan, that I always wanted to have twins, well after a couple of years I forgot everything about that. Until, I gave birth, the memory hit me like a Mack Truck.

There's a fascination that can't be explained, some people ask pointed question when they realise that Angelique and GJ are in fact twins, others just stare. Once in PriceSmart, this lady gave me a crazy look [ I say crazy cause she must have been to be looking at me sideways], when she realised I was the one who gave birth to my handsome husband's two kids.

Here's what I've noticed for myself since having twins, they cry, eat, sleep and shit, just like REGULAR babies, only it's two cries and two feedings, two diaper changes, two babies to rock till the fuss dies down, two noses to wipe, two tummies to un-gripe, two babies to burp........you get where I'm going. Oh wait it gets a tad more annoying, Angelique, when fighting her sleep, can't doze peacefully until she's "touching" some part of her brother and vice versa. So if either is sleeping and the other decides they want some attention, woe be unto the parent on duty! I KNOW they talk to each other through Telepathy and read each others thoughts...cause there's NO WAY, I can just pick Angelique up to feed her and it's QUIET, and GJ just jumps up out of his sleep and starts to stare right at me. IS ANGELIQUE WAKE HIM...probably taunting him like, "a bay mommy pick me up and ya sleep" SMH.

Makes no sense. UP SIDE: I have now, not one but THREE kids to hug me, three kids to kiss, three kids to tell me they love me, two to throw up in the air, while I giggle at their peals of laughter [two, cause me no mad enough fe throw Shylah NOwhere] and three beautiful kids to call my own.

The difference between my twins

Gariece is a foodie, if he's sleeping and you happen to scrape your plate too loud he jumps from his sleep. He searches the room until he identifies, where the food is located and he proceeds to fuss until you stick something in his mouth. He tries and likes and therefore eats, everything. He drinks anything from his bottle, a new brand of feeding, fruit or vegetable juice, Lasco etc. He eats fruits, rice, chicken, cheese trix, u name it, we've put it to his lips and he's enjoyed it.

Angelique likes nothing. Not even the sweet breast milk she was feeding on the 1st three months of her life. She will drink cornmeal porridge, but believe, you better have it seasoned just right and sweetened to perfection or she'll spit it out. If she wakes thru the night, and after a few sips she realizes it's JUST breast milk, she spits out my nipple and makes a face to say just how displeased she is with, JUST breast milk.