While we’re on the subject of broken toes, Alfie did actually break his own toe and I had nothing to do with it.
It was right before Christmas and Alfie was three and it was a year since my own toe had been snapped in Far North Queensland.
I was organising a Christmas Production with around 120 children in it. I’d cast Alfie as a bunny. On the day of the production we had an early morning rehearsal and I had to direct the rehearsal while also supervising Alfie. (He didn’t get a lot of supervision). Some time after the rehearsal while I was still in the auditorium putting the final touches to the show, Alfie removed his shoes and wandered off. And that was fairly typical. He went out of the auditorium and roamed the grounds before coming back to find me. To get back into the auditorium he had to open a large glass commercial door that was framed in steel and as he yanked the door open he pulled it over his foot.
I had no idea what had happened to him and I was focused on other things so even though I saw him in the foyer looking a little pale and being still and very quiet, I rushed past him telling him to follow me and hop into the car. And he did what he was told which was also a bit unusual.
When I turned my head to reverse out of my car space I saw him in his car seat and noticed the toe nail from his big toe was dangling from his foot. I also saw a lot of blood. I couldn’t believe he wasn’t screaming. I didn’t want to sound the alarm so I calmly drove home and then suggested to Alfie that we put a bandage around the foot. And that was all I did because the show had to go on!
I gave him some panadol, put him in his bunny suit, put him back in the car and put him on stage. He thoroughly enjoyed himself and even hopped around the stage. And he didn’t mention his toe so I sort of, well I, pretty much, forgot about it.
The next morning was December 23 and I was busy in the kitchen making a gingerbread house when Alfie came in and banged his toe on a cupboard. He screwed up his face like he was in immense pain and started crying. That’s when I remembered the dangling toe nail. I removed the bandage to see how it was and it looked terrible. So much worse than I remembered it and I couldn’t believe he hadn’t been complaining. He hadn’t even mentioned it being sore.
I took him to the doctor who was alarmed when she saw it and asked in a horrified tone, ‘How long’s it been like this?’
And I said, ‘Oh, not that long’, because I was starting to feel like a negligent mother.
She told me I had to take him straight to the hospital. The doctors at the hospital said he needed surgery to remove the rest of the toe nail, try to save the nail bed and strap the toe because it was fractured. And then they said, ‘How long’s it been like this?’, like they were in utter disbelief that any parent with a child in that condition wouldn’t immediately take them straight to hospital. And again I said, ‘Oh, not that long’, which wasn’t true because it was now quite some time since the toe had been scrapped by a door but I didn’t want to be too honest in case they called Community Services.
And I was starting to wonder how it was that I’d had him hopping about on stage the night before with nothing but a simple bandage and a dose of panadol.
Alfie had his operation and we came home from hospital on Christmas Eve with his foot in a very sophisticated bandage and plenty of pain relief.
And today Alfie is very weary of large commercial doors.
Have you ever felt like a negligent parent? Or have you ever been the victim of a negligent parent (who was just trying to do their best but became a little distracted because he/she was super busy directing a play with too many in the cast and it was just a few days before Christmas)?
Alfie’s favourite food is pasta. This recipe was originally by Jill Dupleix from a long-ago Delicious Magazine Recipe. Her meatballs were Greek inspired and made from lamb and served with mashed potato but that won’t do around here so I’m serving them with pasta.
Spaghetti and Meatballs
Degree of Difficulty: 2/5
Cost: This is another terrific meal that is not only simple to prepare but it will feed a family of 4-5 for less than $20.00.
- 3 slices white bread, crusts removed
- 1/2 cup dry red wine
- 500gms mince
- 1/2 an onion, grated
- 1 clove garlic, crushed
- 1 tbspn finely chopped parsley
- 1 lightly beaten egg
- 700mls passata
- remainder of the red wine (see method)
- 1 tbspn tomato paste
- 1 tspn sugar
- 2 cloves finely diced garlic
- 1 bay leaf
- 2 tbspns finely chopped parsley
- 500gms spaghetti
Pre-heat oven to 180C/375F.
Place bread in a small bowl and pour over the wine and set aside for 15 minutes.
In another larger bowl add mince, onion, garlic, parsley and egg. Squeeze bread to remove as much wine as possible and set wine aside to use in the tomato sauce. Season. Mix together then roll into balls and place on a baking tray lined with baking paper. Place in the oven for 15-20 minutes.
For the sauce:
In a large frying pan add all the sauce ingredients including the red wine and simmer for 15 minutes. Season with salt and pepper. Add meatballs and cook for a further 5 minutes. Serve in bowls on top of twirled pasta.
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