You will give me your chew toy…
You are getting very sleepy….
Nap, I need a nap….
What? I found it!
After a long day of treat theft, Bear discovered water.
Blanket Saga 1
Me: (Picking up the blankets piled in the hallway)
Bear: Mom!!!! Those are mine!!! (launches at the blankets)
Me: I know they are but they need to be washed
Bear: No! Mine!! (grabs one of the blankets and starts pulling)
Me: Bear! You are out of clean blankets (starts walking down hallway pulling 3 blankets, a sheet and a stubborn puppy)
Bear: Help!!! Mom is stealing my blankets!
Tramp: (sits onĀ one of the blankets I am dragging) What’s up?
Me: (Starting to add up the puppy weight I am dragging)
Tramp: You know she gives it back, right?
Bear: No! I want my blankets (lets go of the corner he was pulling on and jumps up to grab the sheet just below where I am holding it)
Me: (Wrapping the blankets around my hands for more leverage)
Tramp: (Still sitting on the blanket as it’s moving)
Me: Bear, let go! I am going to wash the blankets, with or without you attached
By this time we have gotten to the carpet and have two corners to turn to get to the washer
Bear: (Lets go enough to slide down and get a better grip and starts pulling backwards now that he has traction on the carpet)
Me: (Considers wrapping both dogs in the blankets and throwing the whole bundle in the backyard)
Me: (Finally navigated the corners and gets to the kitchen where the blankets slide again)
Bear: I want my blankets! (still pulling backwards)
Tramp: Time to go!(heads to the living room)
Me: (pulling the blankets up and feeding them into the washer inch by inch)
Bear: (hanging on until his feet aren’t touching the floor then lets go) Fine, I’ll go get Betsy’s chew toy.
Me: SIGH
On the upside – the blankets are clean
Of Course it’s a Toy
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???
The Great Toy Hunt
Mother! There are NO toys in the back yard!
I wonder there this one came from…
Grumpy Mom
Me: Curling up in the recliner with my blanket
Bear: Blanket! (Runs over to grab the blanket to pull it off the chair)
Me: Bear, you are going to have a very grumpy Mom instead of a mostly grumpy Mom if you don’t leave my blanket alone (pulls the corner out of Bear’s mouth)
Bear: Blanket!!! (Grabs another section of blanket and starts pulling)
At this point the TV remote slides off my lap and onto the floor
Bear: Toy!!! (Drops the blanket, grabs the remote and runs at top speed to the back door)
Bear: I need out Mom, NOW!
Me: Give me the remote and you can go out
Bear: No! I need a toy to carry out
Me: Fine, but you aren’t taking the remote (has to catch Bear around his ribs and hold him to get the remote out of his mouth)
Bear: I don’t want to go out now!
Me: Of course not…
Welcome to My World
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!
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