Parents just love to share photos of their children. More often than not, the child has been coaxed into smiling for the camera or the camera happens to capture a happy moment such as a birthday party or other joyous event.






And let it be known that I was not asking these precious creatures to fetch water a mile away at the village well or to gather sticks and twigs from the plains of Africa so that I could heat water to boil our daily ration of rice. I asked them to clean up their rooms, vacuum the living room or run uptown to get bread from the local grocery store.
And I was the same way as a child. The only difference was that my mother wasn’t mean enough to post my chore face on her blog.
