I come home after a long day, ready to slump back in the sofa and flip through FOX Entertainment, SonyMAX, CBS Reality & SuperSport Select 4, the new channels one gets when you upgrade to #GoTVmax. I walk out to take a bathroom break and grab some nsenene to munch on (ye, when are they introducing those to cinemas? I'd choose them over popcorn any day!) only to return and realise that le godson has arrested the remote and put his own things. Such kamanyilo!! In our days, we didn't even get to touch the remote. How???? Unless you were trying to commit suicide. I try to channel my inner African parent and scold him, but I just can't. Look at how close his face is to the screen. The amount of attention he is paying. Maybe I should buy him sunglasses to protect his eyes. Do 3D glasses help against TV glair messing up the eyes? I'm going to be such a softie parent. Kids of these days tho. I should take the TV to my room. That way, he will have to divert his attention to other things. Like novels. Or understanding AI and how it will impact on the future he'll live in. Something more productive than looking at animated animals doing human things. But I'm tired and don't have the energy. Adulting is a female dog. I lie back, shove a handful of nsenene into my mouth and watch animated animals doing humans things. There's actually some lessons to be learnt. Simple lessons revolving around the value of friendship and how good always triumphs (LOL). Soon enough, the young lad has dosed off. Haha!! I don't know why our parents bothered with bullying us over the remote. It was just a matter of being better at the waiting game. But considering the number of times I had to wake up my zeyis to go to bed nga the TV is watching them, maybe that's not the best strategy in the battle for the TV game. Adulting is a female dog. Henewe, today, I win! Let's see what weird ish Sony Max has on today.