Jaqui's Daily Blog

The Joy of Going With the Flow

Most people, when planning a place to meet, opt for, say, underneath a clock on a railway station. Or perhaps on a handy bench, beside a fountain in a village centre. 

 

Not us. We all met up in the waiting room at the dentist’s.  I bet that’s a first...

 

We didn’t exactly plan it that way.  The Youngest of the Darling Daughters and her Awesome Offspring, were there for valid reasons as they all had appointments with the dentist. (They live nearly 80 miles away but have kept faith with their dentist in Worthing long after they moved away.) I had a sort of valid reason in that (i) I have always accompanied them to the dentist, ever since they were tiny people and (ii) I am able to “look after” the young ‘uns while their mother is in the dentist’s chair. Though they don’t need looking after anymore, to be honest. Not like the old days when their favourite game involved the cold water machine and I spent most of my time, while their mother was otherwise occupied, mopping up the floor and pretending that the watery mess was Not Of Our Making.

 

The Middle of the Darling Daughters, plus King Baby, didn’t need to go to the dentist but couldn’t bear to miss out on any fun which might be in the offing so she said she would drive down and meet us Somewhere In Worthing.  Her time of arrival was dependent on traffic and on whether King Baby stayed asleep for the whole journey or woke up and demanded what is now known in our family as “milky milky”. Yes, you are right, we have all gone quite mad. Sometimes King Baby only takes half of his milky milky, and comes back for more half an hour later. This is known as a “topperooney.” You couldn’t make it up. Except that the Middle of the Darling Daughters did...

 

But I digress. By the time the M of the DDs arrived in the town centre (having had to stop on a small industrial estate off the A24 to satisfy the Small and Hungry One) we were all in the dentist’s waiting room. So that’s where we met. It’s not a very large waiting room and we took up most of it, especially with Super Buggy. We were a jolly crowd, indeed, greeting each other with hugs, kisses and cries of surprise and / or delight as appropriate. The other people squashed into the waiting room with us regarded us askance, clearly wondering why we were there at all.  You could see them eyeing up all the leaflets about Teeth Whitening and Tackling Gum Disease to see if among them there was a flier advertising “Have Your Family Party at the Dentist’s.  Includes party bags (no sweets.)”

 

We are not one of those families that have to make detailed arrangements for a day out. We go with the flow. We are perfectly happy with a mooch around TK Maxx, a latte and a biscuit in Costa Coffee, followed by watching Baby Faris in the bath back at mine, and casserole and chocolate cake for dinner. Not on the same plate, you understand.  (Incidentally, tomorrow I will tell you all about today when, you’ve guessed it, we went with the flow again.)

 

The Middle of the Darling Daughters had to go home, so she missed watching the first half of “Les Miserables”. (We watched the second half this afternoon. I cried. Again. Jack wanted to know if I cried more during Les Miserables or Hotel for Dogs. I chose not to answer.)  When the M of the DDs arrived home (Baby Boy stayed asleep so no more emergency stops on handy industrial estates) she sent us the following message: “Family, family, family. Faris will always know how important they are.”

 

Forget Les Mis and Hotel for Dogs. I cried.

Write a new comment: (Click here)

SimpleSite.com
Characters left: 160
DONE Sending...
See all comments

| Reply

Latest comments

26.10 | 14:21

Mmm, was it because there were '24 men kicking a ball' that it didn't end entirely satisfactorily???

...
15.10 | 11:13

I don't remember seeing this first time round.... but thank you for sharing with me. You write beautifully, and brought a tear to my eyes. Lots of love xx

...
10.10 | 21:37

Jaqui I think your grandchildren are very lucky. You have spurred me on to write a letter to Amelia who like Hazel is away from home for the first time. 💕

...
03.07 | 22:43

Wouldn't have missed it for the world. xx

...
You liked this page
Hi!
Make your own website like I did.
It's easy, and absolutely free.
AD