Wet Floor

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy James. He is very forgetful and pretty old. He says he was the second Canadian to get off of Noah's Ark. I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

See the sign? It says Wet Floor and Plancher Mouille. We have to be careful when we see that sign. I don't want to fall down and get hurt. I know! We can slide all over the wet floor and play hockey. Chance thinks he's hiding from me but he's not. I can see all of him. Know what? When Chance closes his eyes, he thinks he's invisible. He's a very silly little cubby. When he is five, he'll know better.

I hear Special Ed James hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs?" That's us! Charles and Chance. We gotta go find him so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. I sure hope we go to Mac's Milk to get some gummy worms. I l-o-v-e gummy worms. I hold them way up in the air and I say, "Look out gummy worms! I'm gonna eat you a-l-l up!" This is Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Don't fall on wet floors. Eat all your gummy worms. Starving children in Belgium would love to have gummy worms to eat. Over and out!"

Feeling Good, Feeling Fine

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy James. He is forgetful and pretty old. He says he was the second Canadian to get off of Noah's Ark. I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? We had the Austrian measles. We were really sick. We had BIG red spots all over. We went to the Sandwich Community Health Centre. We got shots. Shots hurt. We didn't cry very much. We got Sponge Bob Square Pants stickers 'cuz we're very brave bear cubs.

Now we feel good. We're feeling fine. We are playing Rock Star. We know some songs like, Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. Chance is too little to sing. He doesn't even talk! He likes to bang on the saucepan. He's good at it. Chance has a favourite song. He likes the song Five Bear Cubs Lying in the Bed. When I holler, "Roll over! Roll Over," Chance does a somersault. He's a handful! Here's Chance's favourite song. Ready?

Five bear cubs lying in the bed and the little one said,
"Roll over!"
"Roll over!"
So they all rolled over and one fell out.

Four bear cubs lying in the bed and the little one said,
"Roll over!"
"Roll over!"
So they all rolled over and one fell out.

Three bear cubs lying in the bed and the little one said,
"Roll over!"
"Roll over!"
So they all rolled over and one fell out.

Two bear cubs lying in the bed and the little one said,
"Roll over!"
"Roll over!"
So they all rolled over and one fell out.

One bear cub lying in the bed and the little one said,
"Alone at last!"

THE END!

Colouring Book

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, Special Ed James. He rides to school on a short bus, so I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? Chance and me got a colouring book at the Sandwich Community Health Centre. The doctors and nurses are nice. Everyone is nice even if we got got Austrian measles. We had to get shots. Shots hurt. Chance cried and made squawky noises. I only cried a little bit. I l-o-v-e to colour. I have crayons. I know how to colour inside of the lines. Chance is too little to know how to colour. Know what? He tries to eat the crayons. We can't eat crayons. They're not in the Canada Food Guide. I say, "My son! Take that out of your mouth!" I have to watch him all the time. Chance is a handful, you know.

This is Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens! If you are good citizens you might get a colouring book of your own from the Sandwich Community Health Centre.

Sandwich Community Health Centre

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, Special Ed James. He rides to school on a short bus, so I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? We're at the Sandwich Community Health Centre. It's where we go when we're sick. We got Austrian measles. We have to have shots. Shots hurt. Chance cried and made squawky noises. I only cried a little bit. It stopped hurting right away. We got pretty stickers 'cuz we are very brave bear cubs.

Be good citizens and don't cry a lot when you have to get a shot. Good citizens get stickers. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, Ouch! That hurts! Bye for now!

I H-a-t-e Austrian Measles

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy James. He is forgetful and really old. He says he was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark! I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? We got Austrian measles. We h-a-t-e them. We're itchy and scratchy. James says we're getting well. Our spots are going away. This morning we sat at the kitchen table and tried to eat a little bit of food. I ate four spoons full of porridge. I didn't want any gummy worms in the porridge. Chance drank a little bit of condensed owls' milk from his bottle. We didn't throw up. That's good.

James says we're getting better but we can't go play, yet. We might give Austrian measles to someone else. We are really sleepy. We're going to have a nap time story. I hope it's The Velveteen Rabbit. It's one of my favouritest stories. Then we'll nap. A nap helps make us well. Okay. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Naps are good for you. Be good citizens and take more naps! Over and out!"

Sick of Being Sick

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy James. He is forgetful and really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark.  I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

We got Austrian Measles. Only bear cubs can get Austrian measles. When  James opens the curtains or turns on the lights our eyes hurt. We got fevers. Chance is really sick. He is too little to talk. I know he's sick 'cuz he doesn't make happy squeaky noises. He doesn't make squawky noises like when he's hungry or has poo in his diaper. Chance makes sad little measly noises. I hug him and he licks my nose.. James hugs both of us and holds us tight. Know what? We get to drink Canada Dry with bendy straws. We have to get lotion rubbed all over us 'cuz the measles make us itchy. I'm sick of being sick. I sure hope we get well soon! We got a lot of holes to dig in the back yard!

This is Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Drink Canada Dry with bendy straws so you don't get Austrian's measles."

The Inglis and Austrian Measles

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy James. He is forgetful and really old. He was the second Canadian to get off of Noah's Ark, you know.   I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? We're sick. We're covered in red spots. That's 'cuz we got Austrian measles. Our tummies hurt. I throwed up. Chance throwed up, too. That's nasty. We are burning up with fever. I wish we could go for a ride in the Inglis. That might make us feel better. I don't know but I'll ask  James.

Here he comes now. He's got orange sherbet for us. I l-o-v-e orange sherbet. It's yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. I sure hope I can keep it inside of me. I want to know when we can be well again so we can dig holes in the backyard and play Hide & Seek.

This is Charles the very sick Bear Cub saying, "Stay well, good citizens! Don't get Austrian measles! Over and out!"

My Dream about Tanner

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy James. He is forgetful and really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. I think he must 20 years old. That's really old!  I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? We're really sick. We got Austrian measles. We are burning up with fever. I fell asleep and I had a dream. I dreamt that my friend Tanner came to our house to play with Chance and me. We had fun. We dug holes in the backyard and we played Hide & Seek, too. We had Smarties and root beer for lunch. Tanner is a big 'ole yeller dog. He is my first bestest friend. When I woke up Tanner was gone. It was a dream 'cuz Tanner died before Christmas. He was sick. He had cancer. I miss my friend a lot. Chance and me are sick but  James says we won't die from Austrian measles. That's good to know.

James has Canada Dry for us. Know what? He holds us tight and hugs us. We get to drink Canada Dry right out of the can. We get to drink it with bendy straws. Chance drinks out of a bottle. He's too little for a bendy straw. It hurts to swallow. James puts a cool washcloth on our faces. It feels good. He's singing some songs. I'm sleepy. I'm going to fall asleep. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, drink Canada Dry with a bendy straw when you're sick. Over and out!"

Austrian Measles Day Four

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with Grandpa James. He is forgetful and really old, like 20! Grandpa James was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. I have to look after him.

Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? We got Austrian measles. See the big red spots? They're not fun at all. I'm sick. Chance is sick. We feel awful. We have fevers. Our tummies hurt and so do our eyes. Everything looks blurry. The light hurts our eyes, too. I want to get well. Chance wants to get well, too. Only bear cubs can get Austrian measles.Boys and girls get German measles.

Grandpa James brings us Canada Dry to drink.  We get to drink it with bendy straws. It hurts to swallow. I'm glad Grandpa James is looking after us. We'd be in trouble without him. He's a very good buddy. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "I'm going back to sleep. Over and out!"

Austrian Measles Day Three

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy James. He is forgetful and old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. Good thing he wasn't on the Titanic!  I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? Chance and me are sick. We don't like being sick. Chance and me are all covered in red spots. We don't want to dig holes in the back yard or ride our bikes up and down Sandwich Street. We don't want anything to eat, not even porridge with gummy worms or Smarties. We're burning up with fever. James thinks we might have Austrian measles. Bear cubs get Austrian measles, you know. He is going to take us to the Sandwich Community Health Centre so Dr. Matthew can look at us.

This is me, Charles the very sick Bear Cub. After I drink some Canada Dry, I'm going back to sleep. So is Chance. Bye for now and stay away from Austrian and his measles. Over and zzzzzzz.

Austrian Measles Day Two

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy James. He is forgetful and old. I think he must be 20. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark.   I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? We're sick. James thinks we got Austrian measles. Chance and me are burning up with fevers. We got spots all over. Our tummies hurt. I don't want to eat anything at all. Not even wallermelons and Smarties. James gives us Canada Dry to drink. We can only get down a swallow or two. I know Chance is sick. He doesn't make squeaky noises like when he's happy. He doesn't make squawky noises like when he's hungry or has to poo. He just makes sad little measly noises. I hold him tight and he licks my nose.

I am gonna go to sleep. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Don't get sick. It's not fun to be sick. It's sickening to be sick. Over and out!"

Austrian Measles

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He is forgetful and really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know. I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? We're sick. We woke up this morning and Chance and me are all covered in red spots! Our ears hurt. We have fevers. We're coughing and our noses won't stop running. Our tummies hurt. I don't want to eat anything--especially porridge with gummy worms. Chance pushed his bottle of condensed owls' milk away. He sneezed on me. Yucky! James says it looks like were gonna be sick for a while. He says it looks like we got Austrian measles. I don't know who Austrian is but it wasn't very nice of him to give us measles. I know how to share but this is not a good kind of sharing. Austrian is not a good citizen.

James brings us Canada Dry. He says, "Try to drink a little bit." I drink mine out of my sippy cup with Spiderman out of it. Chance is drinking out of his bottle. It hurts to drink. My throat hurts.
James crawls into bed with us and holds us. He's singing our bedtime song, "No Bears Out Tonight." Chance is asleep, already. Know what? I'm pretty sleepy. I think I heard James whisper, "Good night my sons of Windsor, good night you Princes of Ontario." This is Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens and share--but watch out for Austrian!"

Sick Day

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, Special Ed James. He rides to school on a short bus, so I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? We don't feel very good. Chance is hot. I am hot. Special Ed James took our temperature. He says we have fevers. I don't like fevers. They make me feel awful. My tummy hurts. Chance throwed up. I'm dizzy, like when we spin the big green comfy old man chair in the living room. Special Ed James gave us Canada Dry to drink. I drank mine out of my Spiderman sippy cup. Chance drank his out of a bottle. He's too little for a sippy cup. We had to swallow a pill for the fever. If we don't feel better soon, Special Ed James says we will go to the Sandwich Community Health Centre and see Nurse Megan and Dr. Blanchard.

Special Ed James is whispering, "Where's my sick bear cubs?" That's us, Charles and Chance. He tucks us into bed and is going to hold us tight until we fall asleep. This is Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Don't get sick. It's not fun at all."

Sharing

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He is forgetful and really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. He must be 20 years old! I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? Chance is wearing headphones. He's listening to music. He likes Raffi. Raffi sings songs. I like those songs. I like Bananaphone and Down by the Bay but my favourite is Shake My Sillies Out. That's what Chance is listening to right now. I can tell 'cuz he's making little squeaky noises and bouncing around.

We have to share the headphones. I know what sharing means. It means we take turns. Sometimes Chance doesn't want to share. He doesn't understand 'cuz he's just a newborn cubby. I'm nice. I don't take them away from him. I play nice. I say, "My turn, Chance." Sometimes I say, "Pretty please." Sometimes I say, "Pretty please with Smarties and marshmallows on top?" Most of the time he shares. He's learning. I have to set a good example 'cuz I'm older.

James says sharing is something good citizens do. Good citizens get to make snow people and drink hot chocolate and dig holes in the back yard. I want to be a good citizen!

Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Who wants to walk down to Westside Foods for groceries? " That's us! Charles and Chance! We're handsome bear cubs! We gotta go get our ears tickled. No! Wait! I want my tummy tickled, too! Oh! We get hugs and we get our noses kissed. I hope we can buy a wallermelon at the store. I l-o-v-e wallermelons! They're yummy and that's my favouritest food in the Canada Food Guide. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be a good citizen. Remember to share! Bye for now. Over and out!"

Queen Elizabeth

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy James. He is forgetful and old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? I'm in the Law Courts. See the picture of the nice lady on the wall behind me? That's Queen Elizabeth. I know who she is. She's the Queen of Canada. She's the big boss. She's the boss of almost everybody except the Knighted States. She has a lot of jobs, you know. One of her jobs is to rain over us. She tells the weather what to do. She's the boss of Environment Canada! I will ask her to make it snow. That's a really big job! I know a song about Queen Elizabeth-

God save our gracious Queen,
Long live our noble Queen,
God save the Queen:
Send her victorious,
Happy and glorious,
Long to rain over us:
God save the Queen.

Oh! No! Queen Elizabeth has to be saved. Oh! My! Good thing I know how to save Her Majesty. Know how? I press "Apple" and "s" and she's saved!

Queen Elizabeth is a good citizen. Good citizens get to eat gummy worms in their porridge and drink root beer and play Space Invaders. One day James and Chance and me will go visit Her Majesty. She lives in a castle. We will be fun. We can eat wallermelon. I'm sure Queen Elizabeth will play with us and help us dig holes in the back yard.

Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor and my Princes of Ontario?  That's me Charles! I'm a Son of Windsor and a Prince of Ontario--and Chance is a Son of Windsor and a Prince of Ontario, too! I gotta go. I gotta find Chance so we can go see James and get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. Okay! This is Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be a good citizen. Don't forget! Press "Apple" and "s" on the computer! Save our Queen! Over and out!"

Kitchen Sink

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy,  James. He is forgetful and really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark.  I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Chance and me are in the kitchen sink. Chance wants us to play in the water. Know what? I'm too big to fit in the sink. I used to fit when I was a wee little cubby, but not now. I'm five. Chance fits 'cuz he's a newborn and very small. If we're gonna take a bath together and play we need to bath in the tub. We got bath toys like fire trucks and rubber duckies. We got purple bubble bath. It makes bubbles everywhere!

 Ed James is hollering, "Come here you Sons of Windsor! Come here you Princes of Ontario! Where's my handsome bear cubs? Who wants to play in the bath tub? Time to get clean!" We do! We're handsome bear cubs. We wanna play in the tub! Okay! We gotta go find James so he can tickle our ears and kiss our noses and make mountains of soap bubbles! This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens! Be clean! Stay clean! Make purple bubbles in the bathtub! Over and out!"

Chocolate Milk

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He is forgetful and really old, like 20. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark.  I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? We l-o-v-e chocolate milk. I know where chocolate milk comes from. It comes from chocolate cows. The cows put their milk in jugs and then they load the jugs onto a truck. A big transport truck brings all the chocolate milk to Mac's Milk and we buy it from Miss Wendy and Ricky and Sam. They sell whole milk, too. Whole milk comes from whole cows. They got half-and-half milk. That comes from half cows. I don't know what the other half is. Oh! Wait! Maybe it's from owls.  Chance doesn't have any teeth. He only drinks condensed owls' milk. I know where that comes from. It comes from condensed owls.

Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Come here you sons of Windsor! Come here my Princes of Ontario!" That's us! Charles and Chance. We're gonna go find him so he can tickle our ears and tummies. Maybe we can have some chocolate milk before we go outside to play! This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Take your empty milk jugs to the store. Wendy will give you a quarter for every one you bring. Okay, we gotta go! Over and out!"

The Golden Rule, Friends & Canada Post

Hi.  This is a picture of my little brother Chance. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy James. He is really forgetful and really really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? Chance thinks I'm hiding inside the computer! He keeps knocking on the glass and trying to crawl inside the screen! I'm not inside the computer. That just a picture of me on my blog. Chance is too little to know that. It's funny to watch him. I want to laugh right out loud. I know! I will sneak up behind him and holler, "I'm gonna get you!" Won't Chance be surprised? I might scare him. Good thing he's wearing his diaper!

I had porridge with gummy worms for breakfast. Gummy worms are full of Vitamin C. I know what the "C" stands for. It stands for "Charles" and "cub." Chance doesn't have any teeth, you know. He drinks condensed owls' milk out of a bottle. When he's bigger he can eat gummy worms in his porridge, too.

Know what I got from Merry Christmas? I got my own business cards. There's a picture of me on them. I give them to people so they can visit my blog. It's fun to share. I hope you visit and tell both your friends! I l-o-v-e friends. We play with friends and buddies but we don't eat them. Friends aren't in the Canada Food Guide. It's a Golden Rule. I don't know exactly what that means exactly but if you break it-it takes an awful lot of time on the Time Out Chair to fix it. Then you have to be sorry too, and not break it again.

Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario?  Who wants to walk to the mail box with me?" I do! Chance does! We want to walk to the mailbox! I know where the mailbox is. It's on the corner of Mill and Sandwich, right in front of Canada Post. That's the big 'ole red brick building with the O Canada flag and the water fountain in front.

I like Canada Post. They got a big picture of Queen Elizabeth on the wall. She watches everyone. We lick her picture and stick it on the envelope and she watches it until it gets to your house. That's a really big job! She must like us a lot to watch all the letters. The nice postie brings us letters and packages. He brings us Smarties, too. Okay. We gotta go! This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, Follow the Golden Rule. Play with your friends but don't eat them. Over and out!"

Sometimes Thinking is Fun

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He forgets things like his keys and his mitts. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark!  I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Chance thinks he's hiding from me 'cuz he's hiding his eyes and he can't see me. Know what? I can see him. He's in the corner! He's making little squeaky noises, so I know he's happy. When he makes squawky noises, he's hungry or upset or his diaper is full of poo. Chance takes his diaper off all the time. He really is a handful, you know!

I'm sitting on the chesterfield. It's comfy. Know what I'm doing here? I'm thinking. Thinking on the chesterfield is not the same as when I have sit on the Time Out Chair and think. That's where I have to think about my behaviour. Thinking on the chesterfield is nice. I'm thinking about what we're going to do today. Maybe we will go outside and play in the snow. We can make snow people and snow angels. We can build a fort and throw snowballs. Know what? Chance eats the snow.  James says the snow is dirty and it's not in the Canada Food Guide. It looks nice and white. Snow tastes yummy but not as yummy as orange sherbet.

Oh! Wait! Did you hear that?  James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Come here my Sons of Windsor! Come here my Princes of Ontario.  Who wants cocoa with marshmallows and gingerbread beings?" That's us! Charles and Chance. We're handsome cubs. We're Sons of Windsor, too!  want cocoa. We l-o-v-e cocoa. We love gingerbread beings. Well, I do. Chance just licks them. Okay! We gotta go find James so he can tickle our ears and our tummies and kiss our noses. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens! Don't eat things that aren't in the Canada Food Guide. Drink your cocoa and eat your gingerbread beings so you can grow up to be strong and healthy like us! Bye for now! Over and out!"

Our Buddy Jay & Story Time

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He is really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. He forgets lots of things, so I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? We're hanging out with our buddy Jay. He has a cat named Angus, a pet fish named Maccio and a bunny rabbit named Cassidy. They're our friends. Jay brings us chocolate. He tickles our tummies, kisses our noses and we sit on his lap in the big green chair and tells us stories about the olden days. I like story time.

I like the story about the little brown bear and the three people. The porridge is too hot to eat so the three people go for a walk on Sandwich Street. The little brown bear comes in their house. He's hungry. He eats their porridge, sits on their chairs, plays with their Wii and sleeps in their beds. The people come home and call 911. The constable arrests the little brown bear. He is charged with  porridge theft in the first degree. The little brown bear does hard time and can't have any root beer or gummy worms. Chance and me won't be like that little brown bear! We don't want to go to prison. I like root beer and gummy worms. We'll be very good citizens.

Sometimes we all go into the kitchen and make gingerbread beings. I l-o-v-e to cook. James says I'm the miniSTIR of Cooking. Chance is the deputy miniSTIR of Cooking. We can stir real good and we get to lick the spoon. We eat some of the gingerbread beings and we share some with neighbours and friends.

Sometimes we go outside and make snow people and snow angels. We don't have to wear snowsuits. We get to go out and play bear naked. That's a pun. I'm five. I know what a pun is. Then we take naps 'cuz we're tired. James says we're plumb tuckered out.

Did you hear that? James is hollering, "My Sons of Windsor! My Princes of Ontario? Where are you? Where's my handsome bear cubs? That's us! Charles and Chance! We're handsome bear cubs! We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We're gonna go find him so he can tickle our ears and our tummies. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens! Don't steal porridge. There are only 352 days until Merry Christmas comes! Bye for now, over and out!"

Good-bye Merry Christmas!

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy,  James. He is forgetful and really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark.   I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? Today is January 6. Today is Christmas for some of our friends 'cuz they're Orthodox. I don't know what orthodox is--but two Christmas Days is twice as much fun as one. James says today is also Epiphany but at our house we call it 'Little Christmas.'

This is the day we take down the Canadian Tire spruce and put it away in the cedar chest until it's Christmas time again. We say 'good-bye Merry Christmas!' Chance is trying to help but he puts everything in his mouth. He thinks 'cuz the bulbs are shiny they should taste good, too. "Come here, my son! Spit out that bulb! That's not in the Canada Food Guide!" I have to watch Chance all the time. He's a handful!

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub. Have a happy New Year and don't forget to say 'good-bye' to Merry Christmas. She'll back in December, you know. Be good citizens and eat a broccoli--even if you have to hold your nose when you do it. Make sure Santa sees you do it, so you can be on his good list. Bye for now! Over and out!"

The Green Chair

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He forgets where he puts his glasses. He's old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark.   I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? We're sitting in the green chair. James calls it the comfy old man's chair. Chance and me have our own chairs but they're not as much fun as the green chair. We like to sit here on  James' lap. He tells us stories and we sing songs when we sit here. We eat popcorn and gummy worms and Smarties in the green chair. It's my favouritest place to sit in the whole house. Sometimes we watch movies like Old Yeller. That movie reminds us of Tanner. He was my bestest friend but he died of cancer. We all miss him. A lot. The green chair is fun to ride in 'cuz it goes 'round and 'round real fast and we sing-

Sally Go 'round the sun,
Sally go 'round the moon,
Sally go 'round at six o'clock,
And every day at noon!
12.30 in Newfoundland!

We laugh right out loud. Then we make the green chair go the other way. We go so fast, sometimes we get dizzy. One time Chance throwed up condensed owls' milk all over the carpet. Nasty.

James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Where my Sons of Windsor? What happened to the Princes of Ontario?" That's us! Charles and Chance. He's coming into the living room. He's gonna scoop us up and sit us on his lap and he will tell us a story. I l-o-v-e stories. Know what? I like the story about Noah and all the animals. James says all the animals went into Noah's boat in pairs--except the worms. They went in apples. That's a pun. I know what a pun is. I'm five, you know.

Okay, we're gonna go, now. I sure hope you have a green chair at your house. If you don't you can come and sit with us in our big green chair.  We know how to share. Good citizens share, you know. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Over and out!"

Canada Post & Chance

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy,  James. He forgets where he puts his shoes. He's old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark.   I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? We're playing Hide & Seek. Look at Chance. He climbed into this box to hide from me but I found him. He can't keep quiet. He makes little squeaky noises, 'cuz he's happy and excited. That's how I find him. He wants me to take the box to Canada Post and mail it to you! I don't think that's a good idea. I'd have to poke holes in the box so he could breathe. I'd have to pack a can of condensed owls' milk and Chance is too little to open it. He'd be pretty hungry before he got to your house.

We got lots to do today. It's snowing. Maybe we will go outside and make snow people. We're not supposed to bring snow indoors, you know. Maybe we will make gingerbread beings. I'll ask James what we're going to do. Whatever it is, I know we will have fun. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Don't put your little brother in the mail. Be good citizens! Over and out!"

I L-o-v-e Gummy Worms!

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He forgets where he puts his toque. That's 'cuz he's old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark.   I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? We're at Wal-Mart. When we come here James always says, "Sons of Windsor, keep your paws in your pockets. We don't touch things at the store." He's silly. Bear cubs don't have pockets. Now you know why I have to look after him. Chance and me climbed up here to look at all the gummy worms. I never saw so many before! I l-o-v-e gummy worms. They're good for growing bear cubs. They're full of Vitamin C, you know. They're yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide.

James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Princes of Ontario?" That's us, Charles and Chance! We're going to climb right down from here so we can get our ears tickled and our tummies, too! Okay! This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Keep your paws in your pockets when you go to the store. If you have pockets, I mean." Bye for now!

Happy Birthday to Earth!

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He forgets where he left his cane. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark!   I have to look after him. Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing.

Know what? Today is Happy New Year! It's a holiday. I know what holidays are. Those are the days where we get to dig holes in the backyard, climb the big maple tree and eat Smarties. Oh! Wait! That's every day. Okay. I know! On holidays we get to see our buddies and friends, go to parades and eat devilled eggs and pineapple licorice. I know something else about Happy New Year! It's happy birthday for Earth. We live on earth.  James showed us a picture. He says this is the year 2010 and that is the year of the Tiger. I like tigers. Maybe Chance and I can hunt for tigers with our space ray guns we got at the Dollar Store. Know what? 2010, that's really old! I can't count that far, yet. I will when I'm older. My birthday is on Canada Day and we will eat wallermelons and watch fireworks and eat more wallermelons.

We're shopping at Westside Foods. It's a block from our house. We're not allowed to go there by ourselves 'cuz we have to cross Sandwich Street. We could get hurt 'cuz cars go fast and cars are lots bigger than bear cubs. Westside Food is where we get groceries. Chance and me l-o-v-e to ride in the buggy. We can go real fast and I make siren noises, like a firetruck. Chance wants Rice Krispies. He's too little to eat them. He doesn't have any teeth, yet. He's so little he can't even count to ten. He likes the noises Rice Krispies make. I know the names of the Rice Krispies brothers, do you? Their names are Snap, Crackle and Pop. I know their names in French, too! Cric, Crac et Croche! Chance surprised me by hiding in the freezer. He makes me laugh right out loud. He's a handful. I say, "Come out of their right now, my son, before you catch your death of pneumonia!"

James is ready to check out. He's hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario?" That us! Charles and Chance. We're handsome bear cubs! I'm a Son of Windsor! I'm a Prince of Ontario! So is Chance! "Hurry, Chance! Come out of that freezer, my son!" We're gonna run over to James so he can tickle our ears and kiss our noses and hug us.

"Happy New Year, good citizens! Oh! Wait! I almost forgot. Peace on Earth. I don't know what that means exactly but I think it means our soldier boys and girls can come home and they won't get hurt anymore in Bananastan. No one should fight, you know. That's bad behaviour. If I was Prime Minister I would make that bad Mr. Tally Bands sit on the Time Out Chair. He would have to think about what he did. He wouldn't like it much. Thinking is hard work. I know! This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Over and out!"