Nutrition Facts (or Fiction)

CapnCrunchThis morning, I was in the kitchen while Temi, my 12 year-old, was pouring herself a bowl of cereal before heading out to catch the school bus. I glanced at the box of Cap’n Crunch that I’d been pressured to buy (Ok, it was a buy-one-get-one-free deal from Publix). I said, “I’ll bet you that cereal has zero nutritional value.” Temi looked at me with a look that translated as “duh!” and promptly replied, “Of course it does, Mom, otherwise it wouldn’t have a Nutrition Facts label!”

[sigh] Ay, ay, Cap’n…


The darnedest thing…

college fund

So…our son Demi came home from college for the Independence Day weekend last week.  After the hugs and squeals of excitement at seeing him again, we resumed our activities around the kitchen. I was braiding Temi’s hair and Bimi was at the computer. Demi was opening cupboards and checking out the pantry to catch himself up to speed on the things that were obviously of major significance to him – food and all things related! Noticing the snack items in the pantry and the brand new rice cooker on the counter (our old one had recently died), he said, “I see you guys waited for me to leave and then went on a shopping spree.” To this Bimi replied, without missing a beat or looking up from the computer screen, “Yeah, we have more money now!”

Going Places


Someone shared the words of Dr. Seuss’ book, “Oh, the places you’ll go!” with me recently (thanks, Hopeful!). It was very a propos, not only because of the season my husband and I suddenly find ourselves in, but also because our oldest child, Demi, is off to university in 2 weeks. We are so proud of him! Naturally, there is a measure of trepidation at sending one’s baby into the “big, bad world,” even though we knew this day was coming. I guess there’s no book, manual or story that adequately prepares you for this.

The poem’s quite long, so I’ll share it in piecemeal. If you find the words applying to you too, then enjoy them like I did. Thanks, Dr. Seuss!


Oh, the Places You’ll Go!

Today is your day.
You’re off to Great Places!
You’re off and away!

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
You’re on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.

You’ll look up and down streets. Look ’em over with care.
About some you will say, “I don’t choose to go there.”
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,
you’re too smart to go down any not-so-good street.

And you may not find any
you’ll want to go down.
In that case, of course,
you’ll head straight out of town.

It’s opener there
in the wide open air.

Out there things can happen
and frequently do
to people as brainy
and footsy as you.

And when things start to happen,
don’t worry. Don’t stew.
Just go right along.
You’ll start happening too.


You’ll be on your way up!
You’ll be seeing great sights!
You’ll join the high fliers
who soar to high heights.

You won’t lag behind, because you’ll have the speed.
You’ll pass the whole gang and you’ll soon take the lead.
Wherever you fly, you’ll be the best of the best.
Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.

Except when you don’ t
Because, sometimes, you won’t.

I’m sorry to say so
but, sadly, it’s true
and Hang-ups
can happen to you.

You can get all hung up
in a prickle-ly perch.
And your gang will fly on.
You’ll be left in a Lurch.

You’ll come down from the Lurch
with an unpleasant bump.
And the chances are, then,
that you’ll be in a Slump.

And when you’re in a Slump,
you’re not in for much fun.
Un-slumping yourself
is not easily done.

You will come to a place where the streets are not marked.
Some windows are lighted. But mostly they’re darked.
A place you could sprain both you elbow and chin!
Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in?
How much can you lose? How much can you win?

And IF you go in, should you turn left or right…
or right-and-three-quarters? Or, maybe, not quite?
Or go around back and sneak in from behind?
Simple it’s not, I’m afraid you will find,
for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.

(to be continued…)

Banging Tusks


Sometimes I miss those cute, funny things that kids say when they’re little. My kids are so grown now, but every once in a while my youngest, Temi, who just turned 12 will still say cute stuff that just tickles my funny bone!

My older daughter, Bimi, has a similar personality to her Dad. Because of that, every now and then, they will butt heads. I guess I must have expressed this a time or two because the other day, Temi asked, “Mom, is it because Dad and Bimi are so similar that they bang tusks?” Took me a minute to realize what she meant, but once I did, it made me miss those days when it was a regular occurrence.

It’s true what they say – they grow up very quickly [sigh]…


Approaching the southeastern coastline of the U.S.A

 My trip to Lagos with Baby Girl #2 was incredible! So many highlights…it was fun catching up with old friends and extended family members, of which there are umpteen million! My mother’s family is very large and very close. My father’s family is not so large, but also features strongly in my life. The challenge for Temi was trying to remember everyone, especially when they all embraced her as if they’d known her forever!

The wedding was fabulous. There was a traditional ceremony/formal engagement a week before the actual wedding. I’ll be sharing on the symbolism of that in my next post. The African culture is so rich and I’m so proud to have that heritage. In the mean time, here are a few photos to whet your appetite…

 Temi with Tayo & Funmi (bride & groom) after the traditional engagement ceremony
Me and Baby Sis, Funmi on her wedding day


 ser·en·dip·i·ty“The faculty or phenomenon of finding valuable or agreeable things not sought for” – Merriam Webster dictionary

I love that word. Always have. It’s just such a fun word to say. Last night was serendipity night at our house. We decided to leave the TV off the entire day (oy!) and after dinner, we sat in the family room and just talked. No music, no background noise, no American Idol (yes, you heard me!)…nada! We talked about anything and everything, or so it seems. For over an hour, we had each other’s undivided attention and just talked. Wow. How often does that happen? It was so much fun! I must say it felt strange at first not to have the TV on all day. A few times I started to walk towards the remote before I caught myself.

American Idol can wait. So can Friday Night Lights and Tyler Perry’s House of Payne. One day, when the kids are all grown up and out of the house and Joseph and I are old, [completely] grey and retired with lots of free time on our hands (psh – yeah, right!), think we’ll be talking about any of those shows? Nah uh! We’ll be cashing in post-dated checks at the bank of memories. So for now, let the TV take a break every now and then while we enjoy a moment of SERENDIPITY.

Did I mention I love that word? 🙂

Happy Birthday, Bimster

Today is the birthday of my favorite 15 year old in the whole world – Bimisola Naomi Thompson.

Before I became a parent, I did not like teenagers at all. I think it’s more that I didn’t get them, even though I was once one. I thought they were a bunch of disrespectful ingrates (surely I was never like that!) and I made up my mind way back then that when I had kids of my own, I would raise them in such a way that I could like them when they were teenagers. I guess it worked!

Bimi is the most loving, witty, generous, considerate teenager I know. Sure she has her moments, but I wouldn’t trade her for the world. She was born a few days early because she couldn’t wait to take her place in the world. As soon as her head broke the surface, she let out a hearty cry that had the nurses saying “nothing wrong with her lungs, that’s for sure!” She’s been belting it out ever since. She is blessed with a creativity that is the source of the wonderful stories she writes, the beautiful songs she composes and her vivid dreams in brilliant technicolor. Drama queen? That’s my Bimi. I remember her first grade teacher saying “Bimi will make a wonderful adult…” No prize for guessing what kind of first-grader inspires such declarations of hope in her teacher!

I could go on and on about my Bimi, but I’ll end this with a phrase that she’s made popular in our family; a simple phrase that says it all:

“Git it, Bimi!”

Mama loves ya, baby girl! 🙂

Mama & Baby Girl #1

Mama & Baby Girl #1

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