The guy we hit was fair enough so we decided to agree on
terms and all was sorted out. We ended up as fairly good friends and my hubby
and him exchanged cards, he asked us to
open accounts with KCB, (Kenya Commercial Bank), that is where he works and of
course my hubby asked him to consider him as his architect the next time he
doing some sort of construction. I did not say much, because if I did, I would
have given him my card and said- “next time your wife thinks your violating her rights- ask her to call
me”-and for sure which man wants to hear that.
Anyway, the issue is here was the fact that we were smack in
the middle of an accident with hungry kids whom we were rushing to have lunch
and then sleep. What a MESS! We were now going to be stuck in that scenario for next
a minimum of two hours.
I remembered my friend Candace and how at one point I
realized she carries lots of food in her car, especially when she going for
some sort of a few hours journey. I once asked her, why all these food? She
told me, they have been stuck in Jams with hungry kids and its pathetic! I wonder why I did not learn than lesson
right there! So this was my time and the lesson sank home. Lucky enough my
hubby had hidden some potato crisps in the car and there were two lolly pops too. So
guess what, the kids ate? Mnara had a good time with a lolly pop. I just
needed to keep their sugar levels up because they were getting cranky.
We managed and after a few hours, we bought them some fries and they literally inhaled them and when we got home they
slept.
Lesson learnt- food in the car, in whichever form, can save
you from hungry cranky kids. So I intend
to have some canned fish and some more food always in the car, you never know
when you may need it!
Have a wise Wednesday!
Have a wise Wednesday!
My sister Oh, I also learned the hard way a few months ago, when I was stuck in traffic for over an hour with Samara on her car seat. Worse still, it was extremely hot and I blundered by removing her from her car seat and assumed she would sit on the co-driver seat. She was all cranky, and sweaty and demanded for breast milk. I placed her on my lap, stripped her clothes off to the diaper and breastfed her like a mad woman while in the traffic jam. People in the matatu next to me,could hear her yell and were trying to peep but thank God for the tinted windows.
ReplyDeleteWe finally got out of the traffic and I learned to always carry food for her and never to let her out of the car seat no matter what.
This is so true Ems,
ReplyDeleteI have experienced it though with one kid oz the other one enjoyed nyonyo during the mess. Coming from taking both of them for their jabs and then we decided to drive to a certain joint on Thika road and pick some fries as we proceed home. Tell u what there was unmoving jam...and Riannah kept on asking to be bought everything and anything....at some point she was crying....I was so hungry yet the small one was insisting n Nyonyo....as I drive out of the house even to churc I carry food/snacks for mam, dadi n the kids. It saves alot of stress