7 Conversations Parents Should NOT Be Having in Front of Their Kids
It was a Saturday afternoon, the kind where the Lagos sun was doing its best to turn the living room
It was a Saturday afternoon, the kind where the Lagos sun was doing its best to turn the living room
It’s 7 p.m. on a Tuesday. The kitchen is a whirlwind of dinner preparations, the phone is ringi
“Mama Tobi, biko, tell Aunty Ifeoma I’ve gone to the market,” Chinedu called out, p
“He pushed me first!” “She called me names!” As parents, these phrases are al
It was a typical bustling Saturday morning at the Oke family home in Ikeja. Mrs. Oke watched her elde
Aisha, all of seven years old, clutched her mother’s hand so tightly her knuckles were white. It wa
It was 6 PM, and the dinner table was set. Five-year-old Femi was supposed to be washing his hands, b
The sound of shattering ceramic echoed through the usually cheerful kitchen. Little Maya, all of five
The sharp cry jolted Fatima awake. Her five-year-old, Ibrahim, was twisting and turning in bed, his s
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the quiet neighborhood. Sarah, a bright