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12 September, 2005
Posted in: Miscellaneous

Matters started badly.  The Princess decided against a long nap
and we found her standing by her bedroom door with doggy in hand and
the curtains drawn saying “Enough nap”.  Alas.  As we had
both been napping we were not of the same view.

We drove to this kiddie farm.  The traffic was brutal.  Many
of the tunnels which make Bxls an excellent place to be a motorist
(though a rotten one to be a pedestrian) were closed.  At one
stage, herself asked “Are we going to France?” and I thought, well,
actually, we probably could have driven to France in the time it has
taken us to reach this Brussels suburb.   And Mr. Waffle had
put his back out, and he was doing directions and the mobile which I
had failed to recharge was making pathetic “I’m dying here” noises from
the depths of my handbag: all of  which tended to make Mr. Waffle
tetchy.  And I begged the Princess to be silent while her father
consulted the map but she was having none of it.  “I want to TALK”
she wailed.  This did not improve anyone’s mood.

Hours later we arrived at the kiddie farm.  There was an ice cream
van outside and, in probably the day’s only sensible move, we instantly
yielded to the Princess’s screams for ice cream.  We trekked down
the hill to the farm.  Well I waddled, Mr. Waffle walked hunched
to one side and the Princess trekked.  It was a bit limited. 
A lot of the excitements that would have been available had we arrived
somewhat earlier were over.  The Princess was terrified of all the
animals and demanded to be carried.  I couldn’t carry her. 
Mr. Waffle was able to put her on his shoulder and lurch hump back of
Notre Dame like around the various attractions.  I think it would
be fair to say that nobody had a good time.

We left about half an hour after our arrival.  On the way home,
the Princess announced “I want to do a wee”  and for the first
time ever, proceeded to wee in her car seat.  After we got her to
bed, Mr. Waffle and I spent the remainder of the evening trying to get
the wretched cover off the car seat with a view to chucking it in the
washing machine.  Sigh.  We’re still recovering. 

Comments

Lilo

on 12 September 2005 at 11:31

All I can say, after reading your last few entries, is that I deeply sympathise. 1
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poggle

on 12 September 2005 at 12:00

Oh dear … 0
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Minkleberry

on 12 September 2005 at 15:16

Is this when you stand outside the maternity unit, bang on the door and demand they deliver your children IMMEDIATELY!
Much sympathy xxxxx 2
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dmts

on 13 September 2005 at 19:07

Oh my goodness – I’ve just looked at your timeline and the babies are imminent? Yes? Oh gosh you have instructed Mr Waffle to blog the news haven’t you? 0
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jackdalton

on 13 September 2005 at 21:32

She’s from Cork. 0
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belgianwaffle

on 14 September 2005 at 10:19

JD, um, yes, let me reflect on that.
Thanks Lilo and a sweetie to boot.
Pog, good summary.
Minks, 2 sweeties and excellent advice, you are the picture of goodness.
HJB – I will discuss with him.
JD – Eh? 0
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