Fuzzy Friday

Posted on Friday 24 May 2013 by

I wandered past the dining table and noticed Beary’s head sticking out from under it. I didn’t think anything of it other than to think he must have caught on to Bubba and Bella’s hiding spot.

Maybe there’s more under the table than meets the eye. All I ever find under there is puppy fluff and toys {belonging to all of my kids!}.

A few minutes later, on another trip past the table, Beary was still there. I patted his head on my way past then I realised he hadn’t moved since the first time I’d walked past.

Because he couldn’t.

thanks mumma

He’d wandered around the table following Bella and Bubba, but got stuck at the other end. Between us, I’m fairly sure if he’d pushed a little he could have got through, but for whatever reason he didn’t. Nor did he back up.

He just stood there waiting for me to cotton on to the fact that he was stuck.

So I nudged the table a little and freed him from his trap. The loves I got make me think he was pretty happy {and may have been worried he’d be there forever}.

It’s lucky he’s so pretty really!

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I spill on you

Posted on Thursday 23 May 2013 by

Bubba and I had a rough evening. I have had a headache and nausea for days, and she has  a cough, runny nose and a good dose of the whinges. Not a great combination.

At one point she was crying and I was giving her a cuddle trying to console her.

When she pulled her head away from me, she realised my sweater was wet because of her tears.

i spill on you

Look mumma, I spill on you.

That put a smile on my face.

It’s so much fun to live through her learning how to communicate. You know, except when it’s not. Then we just both end up spilling.

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Twinkle twinkle: {almost} wordless Wednesday

Posted on Wednesday 22 May 2013 by

Bubba has taken to singing Twinkle Twinkle little Star at all hours of the day and night. Except when I try to record her doing it.

Then this happens.

One day I’ll capture it. In the meantime, here’s my twinkle twinkle Bubba. Going to bed, looking so cute – easy.

twinkle twinkle 1

And although she still looks so cute when she wakes up … getting out the door on time is becoming an Olympic challenge, because it is taking forever to get her dressed each morning.

twinkle twinkle 2

For.

twinkle twinkle 3

Ever.

twinkle twinkle 4

I wish I was joking.

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Bubba the {future} Vet

Posted on Tuesday 21 May 2013 by

I noticed Bella’s elbow was bleeding tonight; a little more than normal, but not enough to warrant a trip to the vet.

She loves to lay on the floor flat out {we call it froggie doggie in our home}. She’s done that since we became family when she was 3 months old. But it means her 8 year old elbows are worn and occasionally bleed.

Bella sick mumma! It’s just a little sore Bubba, she’ll be okay, but maybe we’ll put some cream on it and wrap a bandage around it for a little while so that the cream can work without Bella licking it off.

I got a bandage and some cream. Beary was glued between Bella and Bubba looking a little concerned. She okay Bear Bear. {Makes me think she does really love him!}

Before you look at the photos below, you should know that Bubba has never seen a bandage, let alone watched one be applied to a wound of any kind.

bubba the vet 1 bubba the vet 2 bubba the vet 3

She’s a natural, right down to nurturing conversation during the procedure, the way she held Bella’s paw with one hand and wrapped the bandage with the other, and then she held it firm to check it once I’d tucked the end in.

Maybe we are looking at Bubba the {future} Vet.

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I can’t love Beary

Posted on Monday 20 May 2013 by

I’m sharing this because it’s really starting to stress me out. A couple of weeks ago, we were talking at home and I gave Beary a cuddle and said I love you Beary. To which Bubba pipes up: I can’t love Beary.

Now, I know she loves Beary. Obviously. She gives him tickles and cuddles. She shares her peas {and the kid LOVES her peas and doesn’t give them away easily}. She talks about him and Bella when we’re almost home, and runs to them as soon as the front door is open.

She reads him stories.

i can't love beary

But I can’t shake the awful feeling I get each time she says it. I can’t love Beary. I’ve tried telling her that will make Beary sad. I’ve told her it makes me sad {breaks my heart would be more the point}. I’ve told her it’s not nice. That it’s mean. She’s not saying it with any malice, rather just a statement. Sometimes she smiles when she says it.

But she keeps saying it. It’s like she’s now saying it for effect, so this past weekend I tried ignoring it, but she repeated it until I responded. As I held my hands over Beary’s ears so he couldn’t hear her.

HELP!

I am all ears to anyone who may have been through anything similar. Is it really Beary, is it my reaction, does she know what she’s saying or not? She’s 28 months, and there’s nothing in the books about when your child says she doesn’t love one of your dogs.

Sad and confused mumma. All advice gladly received.

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I can’t love Beary

Posted on Monday 20 May 2013 by

I’m sharing this because it’s really starting to stress me out. A couple of weeks ago, we were talking at home and I gave Beary a cuddle and said I love you Beary. To which Bubba pipes up: I can’t love Beary.

Now, I know she loves Beary. Obviously. She gives him tickles and cuddles. She shares her peas {and the kid LOVES her peas and doesn’t give them away easily}. She talks about him and Bella when we’re almost home, and runs to them as soon as the front door is open.

She reads him stories.

i can't love beary

But I can’t shake the awful feeling I get each time she says it. I can’t love Beary. I’ve tried telling her that will make Beary sad. I’ve told her it makes me sad {breaks my heart would be more the point}. I’ve told her it’s not nice. That it’s mean. She’s not saying it with any malice, rather just a statement. Sometimes she smiles when she says it.

But she keeps saying it. It’s like she’s now saying it for effect, so this past weekend I tried ignoring it, but she repeated it until I responded. As I held my hands over Beary’s ears so he couldn’t hear her.

HELP!

I am all ears to anyone who may have been through anything similar. Is it really Beary, is it my reaction, does she know what she’s saying or not? She’s 28 months, and there’s nothing in the books about when your child says she doesn’t love one of your dogs.

Sad and confused mumma. All advice gladly received.

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The book nook

Posted on Sunday 19 May 2013 by

Bubba has taken on one of Bella’s hiding nooks.

They both love to crawl under the kitchen bench behind our dining table. It’s the perfect size for the two of them. In the past week I’ve found them in there together a few times.

The last couple of days there has been an addition to the hiding space: books.

We all know Bubba is a book-worm, but this morning when I was clearing away our breakfast it got a little quiet. I called out to her, thinking she must have gone quietly past me and be in her bedroom.

I under here mumma she responded.

When I looked under here this is the beaming smile which greeted me. She’s definitely in the right family.

the book nook

Oh hi Bubba. I love your new little book nook.

{Might be time for mumma to get out the sewing machine and refer back to her love bug | play time Pinterest board!}

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