Well, we seem to be spending a lot of time in the car at the moment. Last night on the way home (without Mr. Waffle), there was a slightly hairy moment involving two other cars, a van and a bicycle. There was a squealing of brakes and my child was somewhat tossed about in her car seat. “Well, that was exciting” I said to the Princess. Tonight when we drove home with Mr. Waffle, there was a similar quick stop and the Princess was again tossed in her seat (nobody is to panic, Belgian driving is like this). She clutched her father’s arm (he was sitting in the back with her) and giggled and said “exciting!”. Mr. Waffle looked at me dubiously “why does she say that?” “I cannot imagine” I replied while offering hush money to herself. Though that was partly to stop her requesting that we sing ‘ingle bells’ again.
on 05 December 2004 at 11:59
Nice one…. 🙂
on 05 December 2004 at 15:07
Beth, yes, I suppose there is that. Do you know that the French for a seal is “phoque”. I leave pronounciation to your imagination.
JD, thank you..
on 05 December 2004 at 23:24
You’re a delightful influence to be sure ms. waffle. And I’m quite sure you were in no way responsible for any shaky moments on the road involving cars, vans, bicycles, elephants, and such and such.
on 06 December 2004 at 15:43
‘Phoque’? So that’s what she was saying in imperious tones ..
on 07 December 2004 at 22:46
Locotes, no, well, not really. Pog, yes, clearly…
on 03 December 2004 at 21:56
Hmm. And more this morning. And she won’t realise that Christmas is over. I could still be jingle belling in Feb.
on 03 December 2004 at 22:27
Try distracting her by singing “One hundred bottles of beer on the wall”.
on 03 December 2004 at 22:29
Aren’t you the funny one, FT? After all the trouble, I took reviving you as well.
on 04 December 2004 at 17:27
Well! I see useful suggestions are not appreciated here! And I did thank you for bringing me back from the dead, sort of.