We no kill our parents una no go kill us

I was responsible for the everyday dressing and cleaning up of my parents room 

Most mornings had me finding wraps of different sorts of goody yumminess they enjoyed at night. Barbecue fish, chicken, chips, yam, the baked, fried, wine, juice, endless enjoyment packages 

Ohhhhhhh how I used to turn green whenever I discovered it 

So this man and his wife will hide behind closed doors when we retired for the night to munch things?

They didn't even consider me, the Ada and cleaner of the room!

Besides it's even we the kids that needed these things to grow well. Isn't that what Biology taught us?

Well, last night hubby whispered 'Babe we need to put the kids early to bed'

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh why were they still awake in the first place?

He didn't need to say it twice 

In this kinda situation 8pm is considered late night for kids under 5years oh

Off to bed they went, Mickey mouse would still be there in the morning

My heart was just doing kikum kikum

I knew there was something good coming out of this

By the time I snuck out of the kids room to the parlour I saw a banquet waiting for me 

'Baby you've had a very stressful week with the kids so I decided to give you this little treat'

Wonderful God!

Leave maintaining beauri oh

Seeing my favourites, chilled Hollandia and fried Peppered chicken,

I bounced on the table!

By the time I was halfway gone and panting like a Deer,

I remembered all the wraps I cleaned from my parents room 

Now I understood better

After a day of serving as an umpire, judge, disciplinarian, comforter, Doctor, performing artist and playmate one needed these little good times of self love

Bearing this in mind my attack on the chicken became more ferocious 

No emotional guilt trip could hold me

Well, as the good parents that we are, we left them a lap make e no be like say...

As parents, we too have a right to the good life!