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My daughter is little miss nosy and at the same time, she's a little miss chatter box and I call her parrot. The thing with nosy people is that they talk a lot.
In fact, as I'm writing this, she's reading out loud and questioning me if she's my daughter. She went further to say that she wants to be my daughter.
I now asked her, what are you? She responded, “I am your daughter”.
I'm like good, so why are you asking me again? She kept quiet.
Next, she's asking who am I texting as I kept writing. I did not answer her, and then she said, “abeg (please), let me just rest lol.”
I kept typing, thinking finally! Peace and quiet. But barely a few seconds to the tranquility I was enjoying, she called out, mommy you made a mistake oh, and I'm like where?
She pointed it out in my write-up, which was a shocker because I never knew she now knows how to read in her mind and can even spot mistakes in a sentence.
We have since learned to be cautious when dealing with my daughter, because before you will say what you are not supposed to say, it's already too late.
She will ask you the question in such a way that you will find yourself explaining to her and in situations like that, you might provide her information that she's too young to be aware of.
Yesterday, on her way back from my aunts, I informed her that my sister had a baby, and she was really excited, so she followed my mother to my sister's place while I went to pick up a waybill.
Later on, I joined them at my sister's place and my mother started telling me how my daughter put her on the hot seat and started questioning her.
She went, “grandma, so all this while aunty Omos tummy was very big, it is baby that is inside?” My mother responded yes, and little miss nosy continued, “how did the baby enter aunty Omos tummy?” My mother kept quiet.
But madam chatter box was not backing down, she asked again, “grandma did you not hear what I asked?”
My mother responded, “I heard you”, then told her it was God that put the baby in my sister's tummy.
Knowing fully well that parrot will want her to explain the process that God used in putting the baby in my sister's tummy, my mother quickly told her that any other question she has to ask, it is only God that has the answer because she does not know. That was how my mom escaped that situation.
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, they say, but unless I need to form an opinion about a situation, I don't go digging into people's life.
Technically, I'm not a nosy person, at the same time, I would not want to be kept in the dark on whatever happenings that go on with my loved ones.
I also wouldn't want people to be uncomfortable around my daughter, so I'm always talking to her about not prying into people's life and thank goodness it's sinking. Otherwise, my mother won't have gone off the hook that easy.