14 Nov

A couple of weeks ago, Dami (My sister’s son) drew a picture of his family, at school. Every time I think of the conversation that ensued, I crack up in laughter. But before I tell the story, a little background information on Dami’s family.

Dami is four years old and has a younger sister, Nina, who is two. Dami lives with his mummy, daddy, sister and Nanny called Esther. Every day after school, Dami goes to his Grandma’s house, where he stays till evening when his parents finish from work. At Grandma’s House, there is Mola, his cousin (Both their mums are sisters, my sisters). Dami and Mola are very close and he calls Mola his brother. There is also Auntie Gbemi (Mola’s mommy), Rita (Mola’s nanny), Patricia (stays with Grandma and helps around the house), Big Daddy (Grandma’s brother who is around on weekdays for work) and occasionally, me (Dami’s Auntie).

Now back to the story, Dami brings his picture from school (Need I say very proud of himself). He has drawn 10 people in it. Two big people, holding hands with three small people on one side and five big people, also holding hands, on the other side (I call them big and small because some are taller than others) . So I ask Dami, ‘who are these? He says ‘My family’.

‘Really’ I say.

‘Can you point out each person to me?’ I ask again.

Happily, Dami starts pointing each person out.

First Five – Mommy, Daddy, Me, my brother, Mola and my sister, Nina (You know its Nina because this person is little with what looks like red curls on her head)

Now the interesting part;

Second five people standing on the other side – Grandma, Auntie Rita (Nanny 1), Auntie Esther (Nanny 2), Auntie Patricia (Nanny 3), and Big Daddy (Grandma’s Brother).

It seemed Dami had drawn everyone in the house as his family. So naturally I wonder why my sister (Mola’s mommy) and I are not in the picture. After all, we are family too and we live in the same house.

So I ask ‘Where are Auntie Gbemi and I?’ to which my adorable nephew looks even more puzzled and answers me ‘If I draw the both of you, I becomes extended family’ (Hahahahaha)

Ha! So all the nannies, grandma and big daddy are part of Dami’s nuclear family but my sister and I are extended family. Never mind that Mola made it into the picture and his mother didn’t.

Considering the people look more like aliens than actual humans (Its safe to say we now know for certain that Dami is not going to be an artist), I don’t know whether I should be grateful that I have been excluded from Dami’s merry NUCLEAR family.

What can I say, “The soul is healed by being with children.”



Posted by on November 14, 2014 in Uncategorized


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  1. Anonymous

    November 14, 2014 at 9:12 am

    Lwkmd!! U and Gbemi don’t buy him biscuits that is y u’re his extended family

  2. Ormainy

    November 14, 2014 at 10:43 am

    i have been smiling and laughing. This is the most fun read I’ve had in a while. Oh, the minds of kids, so amazing the way it works. They are the smartest, we should learn from them. Family is not about blood but who is around when you need them. No offense to you and Gbemi though, after all, you’re their fave aunt,loooool. That’s what I got from this.

  3. journalofacomplexmind

    November 15, 2014 at 10:10 am

    @Ormainy, thanks for the comment. I guess you are right. I am the favourite auntie. Hahahaha. Thanks Stuart M Perkins for the like.


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