Bear adventures, random thoughts and other whims as the mood suits.
Me: Bear, my yarn and knitting are not toys.
Bear: Are you sure, they look like they’d be fun.
Me: No (bumps Bears nose as he tries to steal the yarn)
Bear: Ok fine (He rolls over on his back stretching and tries to grab the yarn)
Me: (Bumping his nose again) Bear, No.
Bear: Gets out of the recliner and “ignores” Me and the yarn.
Me: (Getting up and heading towards the kitchen)
Bear: (Slowly reaches up to get the yarn while my back is turned)
Me: Bear, it’s still No
Bear: (Freezes) What???
Mother! There are NO toys in the back yard!
I wonder there this one came from…
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.
Betsy: Foster Mom, the water dish is almost half empty and the cats have decided to use it as a toy box. I prefer a full, clean water dish for my drinks
Me: Ah, let me fix that
Bear: Toys? In the water dish? Let me see!!! (sticks his head and chest over the water dish as I am picking it up)
Me: Bear! Move! You are going to make me spill the water
Bear: But Toys!!!
Betsy: Fresh water please
Me: Ok, you deal with Bear
Betsy: Bear! Move!
Bear: (Moving away from the dish) Sheesh, you don’t have to be a grump!
Me: Well that was easy…
Me: Bear did you notice I am cleaning the kitchen
Bear: uh no
Me: Didn’t you wonder why I was walking back and forth in the same area?
Bear: Nope, it made it easy for me to find a place to lay down
Me: What happens when I step on you because you are in the middle of my path?
Bear: Foster Mom, you would never step on me
Me: Sigh. Ok, who exactly do you think is going to foster you when I end up in the hospital because I “didn’t” step on you?
Bear: Foster Mom, you’re funny (stretches out on his back)
Me: I want puppy kisses
Bear: I don’t give puppy kisses
Me: I’ve noticed, the whole point of a cute, fuzzy puppy is kisses!
Bear: Nu-uh, besides, I give Bear Kisses, not puppy kisses
Me: Oh? What exactly is a Bear Kiss?
Bear: (Rubbing my chin with his nose and pushing really hard) See, Bear Kisses!
Me: Awwww, do it again!
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