This archive report was first published on 9 December 2019.
At two and a half years old, I'm Baby Drago, and I've been spending November with my Ntagu (Grandpa) and Shosh (Grandma) in ushago.
My mommy was coming to visit on Saturday morning, but she left early on Monday morning before I could wake up and cry, 'Please, Mommy, don't go to Nairobi.'
Now I'm back home, and I've been missing my Daddy.
My Daddy is a lot of fun to disturb, especially when he's coming out of the shower on his towel. I like to hide in the wardrobe and jump out, shouting 'BOO!'
He also puts me on the bed when I've been changed by my new Aunty Alice, and I love it when he says, 'SPARTAN?' and I bang my chest and say 'AUUUU,' like a wolfie.
My Daddy has also taught me to use the potty, and after that, he says, 'Good boy, Drago. You're almost old enough to start drinking a Pilsner, ha ha.'
However, when I try to climb onto his 'tap top' as I call it, he says, 'Bad Boy.'
When I want to cry, Daddy says, 'Big Boys don't cry, Drago,' so I stop, but my lips can shake.
I also like to climb on the fridge or counter and shout, 'HEEELLLPPP …'
My Mummy says, 'Drago, ukipanda hapo, ntakuchapa/ntakuchuna!' (meaning 'Drago, if you climb there, you'll get hurt').
But when Mommy is not around, my Daddy shouts, 'No job is too big, no baby too small. Daddy Patrol is on a roll.'
Then he comes to 'rescue' me from the refrigerator, just like the characters in 'Paw Patrol' on TV.
My mom does not like when I 'panda' on things, or when I sing that song of Ethic called 'Pandana.'
I learned the first verse this month, because my lost nanny Nellie would play it all the time on her phone in ushago.
The song's first verse goes: 'Tuna pamper na, tunavyo i-pakana, huko nyuma ya dirisha, tuna fanana …'
Translation – 'We have pampers and, we smear them on each other and, at the back of the window, we look alike ….'
I wonder why Mommy says 'bad song,' yet when I sing it, my Daddy laughs and laughs.
