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A trip to the doctor


Posted in: Princess

In we went. The doctor tells me that toddlers are prone to constipation.  Attentive readers will be aware that this is a problem for the Princess at the moment.  It’s a classic thing for her age.  Superb.  He drew diagrams, he chatted, he asked me to prepare an Excel table for our next appointment (he’s obsessed with Excel and its potential).  Throughout this the Princess sobbed convulsively and clung to me pathetically.  When she discovered that he planned to examine her, she nearly choked with rage and distress.  It was all a bit grim.   Anyhow, you’ll be delighted to hear that she thinks the medicine prescribed is delicious and all is improving, so we may not have to go for a scan after all.  Mr. Waffle and I have been debating whose fault this situation might be.
Me: “Well, I’m not anally retentive.”
Him: “Well, whose sister was toilet trained at 9 months?”

1-1 at the moment.

Comments
Friar Tuck

on 07 February 2005 at 17:03

This too shall pass.
on 12 February 2005 at 15:41

Pog, no, no, my sister is the one who was toilet trained at nine months. FT unworthy!

poggle

on 14 February 2005 at 11:39

Oops. Sorry. I got that the wrong way round, huh? Just don’t tell him, okay?

belgianwaffle

on 16 February 2005 at 21:34

Too late, I fear.

Sick again, eh?


Posted in: Princess, Reading etc.

Herself has a cough. We were all up all night. She is very sorry for herself and keeps saying “poor me, poor mite, cough, cough”. She has also observed “Mummy sick, Daddy sick”. Yes, we’re all coughing. This morning while I had my shower, Mr. Waffle minded her. I came out to find him curled up in a ball on the floor beside the playpen wherein the Princess sat poking him and saying imperiously “plasticene”. We’re all tired too.Nothing daunted, the Princess and I went off to mass (“church ‘n Jesus ‘n Mary ‘n Joseph”). On our way there, we passed the synagogue. There is always a policeman with a machine gun across the road from the synagogue but today, the place was crawling with police and plain clothes types with things stuck in their ears. I asked a policewoman who was fiddling with the strap on her submachine gun what was going on. Apparently there was a special service for the 60th anniversary of the holocaust. Is it not a bit depressing that 60 years after the holocaust the Jewish community in Belgium needs half the Brussels police force out to protect them when going to the synagogue?

And while we’re on the subject, I note that the Irish President said something spectacularly stupid when speaking of the holocaust (which is not all like her). I quote from that organ of record, the Irish Examiner “Speaking on RTɒs Morning Ireland programme on Thursday, ahead of attending the Auschwitz remembrance ceremony in Poland, Mrs McAleese said “They [the Nazis] gave to their children an irrational hatred of Jews in the same way that people in Northern Ireland transmitted to their children an irrational and outrageous hatred, for example, of Catholics.” ”

Oh good grief. She has at least had the good sense to abjectly apologise.

Comments
poggleon 31 January 2005 at 11:46

I must add that, in my view extremely rarely for a politician, she did sound genuinely contrite.

Guilty


Posted in: Princess

See his article in yesterday’s Observer. It’s all dreadfully depressing. The fact that my child roars when dropped off to the creche and has spent her weekend saying “no creche” makes me fear he may be right.Mr. Waffle has comforted me by reminding me that I’m a mother and therefore whatever I do must be wrong. Funnily enough, that hasn’t proved as comforting as you might imagine.

Comments
stroppycowon 24 January 2005 at 20:43

Wait until she is older and bitterly complains when you go and pick her up from after school club at a time she deems too early. I get a barrage of quality sulking everyday !
Mr waffle is correct. A mother’s place is in the wrong especially in the eyes of journalists.

Kathy(Homepage)

on 25 January 2005 at 14:58

You know that the crying is for YOUR benefit. I’m sure she settles in quickly after you leave. She’ll be fine!

belgianwaffleon 25 January 2005 at 21:07

These comments, on the other hand, are very comforting…

They are always sick


Posted in: Mr. Waffle, Princess, Work

Just back from an, ehem, exotic destination where I went for work earlier this week. I had planned to blog like mad in my quiet evenings but found I couldn’t attach my laptop to the internet thingy in the wall of my hotel (no sniggering please) so my evenings were entirely blog free. I’m sure you missed me. Not as much as my poor husband though. I had no sooner set foot on the plane than herself came down with a mystery ailment which involved much unhappiness for everyone (I will spare you the details). Anyway, by the time I got home, she was entirely recovered but I don’t think he has yet and I’m pretty sure that the rug never will.

Off to Ireland for a long weekend now, so normal service will only resume next week.

Early photo


Posted in: Mr. Waffle, Princess

The tasteful layout provided by twentysix doesn’t draw attention to new photos quite as vigorously as Mr. Waffle would like – no flashing lights, no rotating 3D letters. So here’s a tasteful pointer: there is a new photo over there.

Comments

UndercoverCookie

on 14 January 2005 at 11:50

Now, as her mother, I am sure you think Princess is utterly gorgeous…
well you’re right: she is.  

Beth

on 15 January 2005 at 00:10

What a doll! 

belgianwaffle

on 15 January 2005 at 10:54

Jack, under where it says new photos. Are you back or just visiting?
Cookie, you are a kind cookie.
Beth, thank you!  

jackdalton

on 15 January 2005 at 18:01

I knew that!!! It was a joke, see? Just visiting – life is gone mad 🙂
And just visiting Jardin Botanique et environ too, as it happens…. 

poggle

on 17 January 2005 at 11:52

Purty ….  

belgianwaffle

on 21 January 2005 at 22:39

Thank you, your pogness.

Syntax


Posted in: Princess

Wow, this working business can wear you out.  Not the actual working bit which is delightful (please note that honeymoon phase continues unabated) but the getting there and getting home and the dropping off at the creche (NOOO, MAMA, nooo, waah, waah) and the picking up (humph, Mama eh?) and the putting to bed and the collapsing afterwards. I am away from Monday to Thursday next week and poor Mr. Waffle will have to do it all on his own. Oh dear.

But to cheerier matters. The Princess’s assault on language is gathering force. She now speaks in complete sentences, but her syntax is horribly mangled. “Princess, the piano, play?” “Princess, the toast!” “All gone, the yoghurt”, “Hop hop all fall down”. I blame her father.  And the French. He says that her sentence structure is Latin. It’s difficult to know who to blame for that.

Comments
Friar Tuck

on 13 January 2005 at 23:23

I’m with Norah. All evidence points to Princess being related to Yoda, the Jedi Knight.

poggle

on 14 January 2005 at 13:13

Farque …. a polyglot, she is.
And I blame the Pope. But then, I blame him for quite a lot.

belgianwaffle

on 15 January 2005 at 10:53

Aah, I knew I’d heard this language before somewhere, Norah, you’re a genius. FT, you have spotted Norah’s genius. Pog, don’t we all? You should talk to FT about his views on this matter…

Friar Tuck

on 15 January 2005 at 18:28

What makes you think that my views on that matter are very different from Pog’s?
Besides, I think the Vatican may have bugged my Internet connection. I’ve got to be careful what I say.

belgianwaffle

on 16 January 2005 at 13:36

FT, that’s what I meant..

poggle

on 17 January 2005 at 11:30

See? The Pope is a bugger. I knew it.

belgianwaffle

on 21 January 2005 at 22:38

Har di har pog.