Bear, don’t eat the book
Bear, don’t eat the table leg
Bear, don’t eat the recliner
Bear, stop moving the rug (What is it about that rug?)
BEAR, the cats are NOT squeaky toys!
Betsy! Bear is not a squeaky toy!
Bear adventures, random thoughts and other whims as the mood suits.
Bear, don’t eat the book
Bear, don’t eat the table leg
Bear, don’t eat the recliner
Bear, stop moving the rug (What is it about that rug?)
BEAR, the cats are NOT squeaky toys!
Betsy! Bear is not a squeaky toy!
Me: Hey Bear, come here and give me a Bear kiss I have some news for you
Bear: Foster Mom, I’m playing!
Me: We need to talk for a quick sec
Bear: Sigh, ok, what
Me: Well, you’ve found your family so you don’t have to worry about finding them any more.
Bear: But I haven’t met anyone, how can I have a family?
Me: Because I’ve decided you need to stay here, you can call me Mom now.
Bear: No more Foster Mom?
Me: No more Foster Mom.
Bear: (Jumps in my lap gives me a quick Bear kiss) Yarn!!!! (Grabs my knitting project and runs)
Me: Sigh
🙂 Bear has joined the family.
Me: (Hearing splashing noises) Bear, what are you doing?
Bear: (Standing with both front feet in the mostly full water dish) Getting a drink?
Me: Really? With your front feet?
Bear: Ummm Yeah (steps out of the dish and runs towards me) Foster Mom!!!
Me: Bear STOP.
Bear: What? You don’t want a Bear kiss????
Me: Not when the paws that come with that Bear kiss are dripping wet.
Bear: Foster Mom Toes!!!
Me: Bear STOP.
Bear: What?
Me: You are being a pill.
Bear: At least I’m a cute pill! (wags tail)
Bear: Foster Mom! I want outside to play with Rommie (carrying his stuffed toy to the door)
Me: You know you aren’t supposed to take toys out there
Bear: Please foster mom??? I’ll bring it back, I promise.
Me: Sigh, ok, I need to find the rest of toys you guys have taken out there anyway.
Bear: Thanks Foster Mom!!!
30 minutes later
Bear: Foster mom can I come in?
Me: Sure (Opens door)
Bear: (walks in carrying his toy) See I told you!
Me: Yes you did! Can I have a Bear kiss?
Bear: Foster Mom, you got one this morning that should be enough!
Bear: Foster Mom! I want a treat!
Me: I noticed that as you tried to climb my leg.
Bear: But I want a treat.
Me: Then you have to sit.
Bear: I DID! I want a treat.
Me: No you bounced, sit means you stay there for a bit.
Bear: But Foster Mom!!! I really, really want a treat!
Me: Well you need to sit.
Bear: (Sits for about a second and bounces back up) See! I did!
Me: I suppose that works for tonight. (Gives Bear his treat)
Bear: I want another one!!!
Me: Sigh.
My yin and yang are growing and don’t seem to fit anymore.