You can't give her that! That's what Jack plays with when he's here. It's all dog germs!
Mother - don't worry about it. Zoe says she's just not to have sugars or trans fats or chemical additives. Germs are OK, germs are natural. And guess what? She was eating nettle soup yesterday and she loved it!
What kind of soup? Natural?
N - E - T- T-L....
Nettle. Just like a wee gypsy child then...
Aye. If you like. I did say to Zoe she's probably the only baby in Ballymena that has been fed nettle soup.
She's a dainty wee thing. What age is she now?
Nearly seven months.
I remember when you were seven months you got congestion of the chest. You were a fat wee thing compared to Martha.
Aye. But no wonder. You were getting Farex in your bottle and glucose water from when you were three months.
Glucose! That's pure sugar mother!
So it's all thanks to you that I'm fat and my teeth are buggered.
Ah sure. We knew no better in those days.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
I Blame The Parents
I took my granddaughter to visit her great-grandmother this morning. In other words, I took Martha to visit Martha. As always, Matty was delighted to see her great-granddaughter and it cheered her up no end and took her mind off her current medical problems. Matty was horrified though, when I reached Martha an earless teddy bear to play with.