We’re all much better. Well, Mr. Waffle is but you will, I know, be upset to hear that my paper cut injury is causing lingering difficulties and poor old Princess despite an excellent day yesterday was sick again this afternoon.
Mr. Waffle’s parents arrived yesterday. We did some preparatory work on the way home from the creche last night.
Me: Who’s coming to visit us this evening?
Princess: Grandma et Grandad.
Me: Is that nice?
Princess: Yes.
Me: What are you going to say to them?
Princess: Present for me?
Granparents duly arrived and were greeted with great delight. They did, of
course, bring a present. And they have more stashed away to give out during the weekend should their popularity show any signs of flagging. So, today, instead of going to the creche, the Princess bonded with her grandparents. I think they were a little concerned that she might be upset at the prospect of being left at home but they needn’t have worried. She happily kissed us good bye and rushed back to the grandparents. As we went out the door she was spinning in circles with an empty box on her head while hurling magnetic letters round the room. Alas, although she had an
excellent morning, our poor mite was again sick in the afternoon and her poor grandparents were covered in vomit and spent some time devoming the bathroom. What is wrong with our angel? Worrying no?
course, bring a present. And they have more stashed away to give out during the weekend should their popularity show any signs of flagging. So, today, instead of going to the creche, the Princess bonded with her grandparents. I think they were a little concerned that she might be upset at the prospect of being left at home but they needn’t have worried. She happily kissed us good bye and rushed back to the grandparents. As we went out the door she was spinning in circles with an empty box on her head while hurling magnetic letters round the room. Alas, although she had an
excellent morning, our poor mite was again sick in the afternoon and her poor grandparents were covered in vomit and spent some time devoming the bathroom. What is wrong with our angel? Worrying no?
Comments
belgianwaffleon 21 May 2005 at 11:42
Thanks Bob, grandparents are already doing the child minding thing and she seems fine again… 
poggleon 23 May 2005 at 11:38
Poor Princess.
Her ‘present for me?’ reminds me of my niece when she was little. She was asked if would like a slice of pizza. ‘Yes’, she said. ‘Magic word?’, says Mum. Frowns. Thinks hard. Light dawns. ‘Now??’
belgianwaffleon 25 May 2005 at 11:12
SUPERB Pog.
