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My Beloved


Hard working, loyal , perfectionist, smart, articulate, bold, confident and excellence in what he does are some of the ways I can describe my beloved . Among friends and family , he is known to be clean and orderly  and many  genuinely were concerned on what would happen to him upon becoming a father. Many thought he would purchase an apron and wear it while holding the baby so as not to soil his clean shirts.  Well, am so happy he didn’t buy the apron and he embraced parenthood with such an open heart. Amazingly though Samara hasn’t washed him much, think she too has his traits of cleanliness. When she pours something on the table or floor , she quickly runs to pick a rug to wipe. Did you know that my beloved was the cleanest and smartest boy in his primary school?

Yesterday evening we were celebrating our younger sister’s birthday and we  managed to surprise her. As we indulged in the cake, pizza and tea (a lovely combination), our almost 8month old nephew ,vomited on the carpet. Of course we were all concerned but seemed like our concerns were different. Mum &dad of course were concerned about Ethan, the girls, especially Tana was concerned that Samara should not step on the vomit. I was concerned about Emma’s top which had been soiled and my beloved was concerned of course about Ethan but also about the carpet. Think Shiru was still absorbing the surprise birthday.




Alex quickly went and got a dry rug and gave it to Emma. She wiped  her top and the carpet to the best of her ability. My beloved rushed out again and this time brought a bucket with water. He announced that the water had Sta Soft and we were impressed at his thoughtfulness until he declared that it was not for Emma’s top but it was for wiping the carpet so that it doesn’t smell. We all gazed at him but he wondered whether ‘amekosea i.e have I said anything wrong? ”. Emma and Shiru said they were used to his cleanliness. They said he used to clean the carpet  at home and would lay newspapers on it  for them to step on so that it doesn’t get dirty.  

Believe it or not, Emma’s cleaning was not enough and my beloved bent down on his knees to clean the place himself.  That’s why I love this man to pieces. He doesn’t hide his feelings especially when it comes to cleanliness. Our daughter Samara is picking up fast after him, she is forever wiping her mouth or other babies with their bibs. She has learned from the best , am proud of them both but I still insist don’t sweat the small stuff, enjoy life. 
 My beloved doing what he does best.

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