Charles and Chance: Cub Reporters!

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

 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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

Know what? Chance and me are at the Mackenzie Hall Cultural Centre. We watch the Crosstown Players rehearse their show. It's called Closet. It starts on Tuesday. They're pretty good actors, you know.

John Lewis is here. I know who John is. He's a reporter for A Channel News. He talks to the cast. The cast is our buddies Joey the Younger, Joey the Elder and Clinton. They will be on TV. John asks them questions. They're very smart and they know lots of things to say.

When he is done talking to our buddies, John asks Chance and me questions. I told him that I go to the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre and Miss Jackie is my teacher.  I count to ten for him in French. I tell him the rules for Hide and Seek. K tell him Chance is my newborn cubby brother someone left on our doorstep. Chance can't talk but he makes squeaky noises when he's happy. John asked me if I wanted to be an actor when I grow up. I could be an actor or a firefighter but I might want to be a cub reporter, too.

See,  We're cub reporters! We're asking John questions.

Charles: Do you like Smarties?

John: Oh, yes. I l-o-v-e Smarties. They're one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide.

Charles: Do you eat the red ones last?

John: Oh, yes. Always. The Smarties Song tells us that.

Charles: Thank you, John for this important reminder. This is us, Charles and Chance, handsome cub reporters, live for A Channel News . Back to you, Jim.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Be nice to people. Help your buddies and friends. Good citizens get to eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can play A Channel cub reporter! We can interview Peter Mansbridge and Lloyd Robertson , too! Okay! Over and out!"

Our New Afhan

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

 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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

Know what? Chance and me got a new toy to play with. It's an afghan. It's a present. I know what an afghan is. It's a very soft blankie. Auntie Susan J knitted the afghan for us. It's my very favouritest colour, too. It's green. It's very soft. Auntie Susan J is very nice, you know. Chance likes to lick the afghan. He's silly. We don't eat afghans, they're not in the Canada Food Guide, you know.

We have loads of fun with our afghan. It makes a nice tent in the living room. We  eat peanut butter and licorice sandwiches in the afghan tent and play Snakes and Ladders. We nap in the afghan, too. It's nice to fall asleep on a soft blankie. Can you say Afghanistan banana stand ten times, real fast? That's a tongue twister. It's hard to say!

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Do good deeds and help your friends, neighbours and buddies. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can get under the afghan and play Snakes and Ladders! Okay! Over and out!"

My Yummy and Scarrrry Dream

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

 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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

Know what? I had a yummy dream last night. I dreamt that Chance and me were eating BIG gyro sandwiches with lots and lots of garlic sauce and hot sauce, too. I l-o-v-e gyros.  They come from Greece. That's a far away place. We can't go there on VIA Rail. Good thing gyros can come to our house. Gyros are yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide, you know.

Then I dreamt that Chance and me got inside the sandwiches! I was afraid somebody might eat us all up and I woke up afraid! I accidentally woke up Chance. I must have made a lot of noise 'cuz Chance could sleep through an atomic bomb.  James says I had a nightmare. It's a bad, bad dream. He put on our Spiderman night light and held us real tight until we went back to sleep. I'm sure glad James is our buddy. He keeps us safe.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Do good deeds and be kind to your neighbours, friends and buddies. Good citizens get to eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can eat gyros together, too! Pass the hot sauce and the garlic sauce, please. Okay! Over and out!"

Painting Pictures

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

Know what? Chance and me paint pictures of ourselves. It's lots of fun. We make pictures of us playing hockey. I'm cub Gretzky and Chance is Cub Crosby. We make pictures of us in the bathtub playing with our rubber duckies in our purple bubble bath. We l-o-v-e bath time. We make pictures of us decorating the Christmas tree. Chance climbed right to the top of the tree. He wanted to be the angel on top. I had to say, "My son! Come down from there this instant!"

All our paintings are at Nick and Aveline's store. They're really nice. Nick has a Mohawk haircut. I want one, too.  Their store is called 1976. It's on Sandwich Street right by the wine shop and Spicoli's Barley Bin. I hope you come to see our pictures. I know! Yyou can paint with us! That would be fun. We could eat peanut butter and licorice sandwiches, you know. They're yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. Chance tries to eat the paint but he's not supposed to. We don't eat paint. Paint isn't in the Canada Food Guide. He's just a wee little thing. He'll know better when he's older, like me.

I learned how to paint at the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre. Miss Jackie is my teacher. I think she is a princess 'cuz she lives at Mackenzie Hall and that's a really big castle on Sandwich Street.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens.  Do good deeds. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and paint with us! We can have fun together! Okay! Over and out!"

Sunday

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

 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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

Know what? Chance and me are sitting in the summer sun. That's a good thing to do on a Sunday. The flowers smell nice. Chance is trying to eat them. We don't eat flowers. They're not even in the Canada Food Guide! He'll know better when he's five, like me.

Olde Sandwich Towne has brand new bicycle hitching posts. We watched the workmen put them up on Sandwich Street. I can lock up my blue bike on one and it will be there when I come back.

Some people steal bicycles. They aren't good citizens, you know. Good citizens don't take things that don't belong to them. Know what else? Chance and me can climb up on top of a hitching post. We can see really far when we're way up high. That's a fun thing to do.

Today we're gonna go on a lion hunt in the back yard. We got space ray guns from the Mill Dollar Store. Hunting for lions is fun. We say,

Goin' on a lion hunt,
One, two three.
Goin' on a lion hunt,
Can't catch me!

Then we sneak up quietly on any lions that are in the back yard and catch them. Chance gets excited when we hunt for lions. Chance makes little squeaky noises 'cuz he's happy. The lions can hear him and they run away.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens.  Lock up your bicycle so bad people won't steal them. Remember to hunt for lions and eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! If you don't have any lions in your back yard, come over to our house and play with us!  Okay! Over and out!"

Hide and Seek

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

Know what? Chance and me are hangin' around thinking of something to do that's fun on a hot summer day. I know! We'll play Hide and Seek. Chance isn't a very good hider, though. He's so little he thinks that when he closes his eyes, he's invisible. That's silly. I can see him, plain as day. He can't be invisible just because he closes his eyes. He'll learn one day when he's older, like me.

It's really hot outside this morning. It's 27C and getting warmer by the minute. James says it's hotter than h-e-double-hockey sticks. I know what that means. It means we have to drink lots of water and root beer and wallermelon juice to stay cool.

This is how we play Hide and Seek. I hide my eyes and count to 100 like this--one elephant, two elephant, three elephant--all the way too 100 elephant. While I'm counting, Chance has to hide somewhere really good and hope I can't find him.

When I get to 100 elephant, I go look for Chance. If I find him he's "it". He can run and touch base and win, too. If I see him, I run to base and holler, "One, two, three on Chance!" That means I win. Sometimes I have to holler, "Ollie! Ollie! In Free!" and then he wins but Chance never wins 'cuz I always find him. I'm a very good Finder. That's 'cuz I'm five and I have lots of experience playing this game.

Today I can't find Chance anywhere! I looked here and I looked there. I looked around. I looked everywhere. He must have found a really good spot to hide. I bet James helped Chance hide.

I found Chance! He was hiding over my head!  I didn't think to look up! Chance fell down! Lucky he didn't get hurt! He climbs everything you know. He even climbed to the top of our Christmas tree. I had to say, "My son! Come down from there this instant!" He really is a handful.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Have fun playing Hide and Seek with your friends and buddies.  Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play Hide and Seek with us! Okay! Over and out!"

The War of 1812

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know. He's so old he remembers the War of 1812. That's really old.

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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

Know what? We're playing Soldier. That's a good game. We're helping General Brock and Tecumseh win the War of 1812 . Chance and me are pretty good soldiers. We don't have muskets like the other soldiers. We have space ray guns we got at the Mill Dollar Store. When we march, we march like this--

Left, left, left, right, left.
Left, left, left, right, left.
Left my wife with fifteen kids,
Gonna find who's right, by jingo!
Right, right, right from the country, right.




Soldiers have a very important job, you know. Our job is to stand on guard for thee. That means we're on the lookout for Americans. They're from the Knighted States. They are our next door neighbours but they came to Canada and they didn't even knock at the door. That's not nice. Good citizens don't invade their neighbours.

When we catch us an American soldier we will make him sit on the Time Out Chair and think about what he did. He won't like thinking. It's hard to think.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Stand on guard for Canada. Stand on guard for the King and the Empire, too! When you get hungry, you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play Soldier and War of 1812 with us! We can hunt for American soldiers together! Okay! Over and out!"

Driving on Sandwich Street

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

Know what? Maggie and Dave visited Olde Sandwich Towne. They're nice people and they're the bosses of the Santa Claus Parade in November and the Olde Sandwich Towne Festival in September, too.  I like parades. I like festivals, too. Thousands of people come to have fun on our street, then. There's music and food a bouncy castle and face painting and lots of fun things to do.

Maggie and Dave are visiting Bill and Aggie at The MiLL . It's a good place to eat, you know. I l-o-v-e Greek food. Oh! Wait! The French fries are yummy, too. Growing bear cubs need French fries with ketchup. We need porridge with gummy worms too, but that's for breakfast.

Maggie and Dave have a Club Car to ride in. It goes really fast. I can drive, you know. I'm five. I don't need a driver's permit if I stay on the sidewalk. I hang onto the steering wheel and push the gas pedal. I drive on the sidewalk. I honk the horn and holler, "Look out, citizens! Gang way! Charles and Chance a-comin' through!" People get out of the way so they don't get hurt.

Chance thinks he's driving but he's not. He's too little to drive. He's so little he doesn't even have a tail, yet. He can only drink condensed owls' milk out of a bottle 'cuz he doesn't have any teeth.

Driving the Club Car is almost as much fun as riding my blue bike up and down Sandwich Street. I have to be careful. I don't want to hurt anyone when I'm behind the wheel. Good citizens are polite drivers.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Drive carefully. Good citizens get to eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can ride up and down Sandwich Street together! Okay! Over and out!"

Our Fountain

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

Know what? Chance and me are playing at our fountain. The fountain is right in front of Canada Post. That's by our house on the corner of Mill Street and Sandwich Street.  We love to play in the water and get all wet. That's a good thing to do on a hot summer day. James says it's 31C outside. That's hot enough to melt chocolate bars. When it's that hot, it's time to climb into the fountain and cool off.

Sometimes we play with our space ray guns that we got at the Mill Dollar Store. We use them mostly to hunt lions in the back yard but sometimes we fill them up with water and squirt each other with them. Chance isn't a very good squirter but he's just a newborn cubby. He thinks he's invisible when he closes his eyes!

We're not supposed to squirt people who are walking by the fountain. Good citizens don't do that. Good citizens are polite. Best of all, good citizens get to eat gummy worms in their porridge and they get to eat Smarties and drink root beer, too. I l-o-v-e Smarties and root beer. They're yummy and Yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Don't squirt people with your space ray gun. Be polite. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can splash in the fountain together! Okay! Over and out!"

Our One-year Anniversary Blog

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful!

Know what? James is going to write something today.

Hi. This is James. You don't see me very often because this is really Charles' blog. I help by typing, he doesn't have opposable thumbs, you know. Today we mark our second year of blogging about Charles and Chance, their escapades around the neighbourhood and their take on daily life.

Many of you have taken the time to write to us in response to blogs that touched you. Folks loved the episodes where Charles was busted for stealing gummy worms at Mac's Milk and his prayer to God to made clean--baptized in the Inglis--on a cold-water wash cycle, no doubt. That by far was the most popular blog but there were others that were close to your hearts.

Christmas was special at our house because Chance joined the family in October. Someone left him on our doorstep in a wicker basket.  He's a wee little thing and can only drink condensed owls' milk from a bottle. Charles loves having a little brother and does his best to set a good example.

Charles knows that whole milk comes from whole cows and condensed owls' milk comes from--well--condensed owls. Chance got into the Christmas spirit in his own way. He did try to eat the Christmas ornaments and climbed to the top of the Canadian Tire spruce. That prompted Charles to say, "My son! Come down from there, this instant!"

The difference between the Christmas tree and the family tree, according to Charles, is that on the family tree we hang relatives.

Charles' shared the Christmas story with us. He knows that the three Wise Guys followed the OnStar to Mary and Joseph's barn in Ottawa where they had to go and pay their taxes.

Many of you wrote to share your sympathies when Tanner--Charles' best friend--died of cancer. Charles says that Tanner will always be his firstest, bestest friend.

When the cubs came down with Austrian measles you were with us all the way through the eleven-days of sickness.

Thank you for being the bears' bestest buddies.  and I hope you continue to enjoy smile and chuckle at the adventures of Charles and Chance as we start our second year.

It's time for me to say, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario?"

Then Charles will holler, "That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed!"

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens.  Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can play Snakes and Ladders! Okay! Over and out!"

Remembering My Birthday

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

 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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

Know what? My birthday was on Canada Day. That's a good day to have a birthday, you know. My buddies Lulu and Lily came to visit with Darryl and Alexandria. They surprised me with birthday cupcakes.  I l-o-v-e birthday cupcakes. They sang Happy Birthday to me--two times--once in English and once in French.

Bonne Fete a toiBonne Fete a toi Bonne Fete cher Charles, Bonne Fete a toi!

Chance tried to eat a cupcake with the candle still burning. He's really little and doesn't know that fire is dangerous.

We went to the shoe store after my birthday party. I need new shoes. That's one of my presents.  Chance tried on a pair of running shoes. He won't keep them on his feet, you know. See, he's already taken off his diaper and goodness only knows where he left it.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens so you can enjoy birthday parties. You can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and party with us!  Okay! Over and out!"

Places We Don't Eat Peanut Butter

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

 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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

There are places where we do NOT eat peanut butter even if it is yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. We don't eat peanut butter in the bathroom. We don't eat peanut butter on the living room carpet. We certainly do not eat peanut butter in bed.

Bear cubs who eat peanut butter in the bathroom or the living room carpet or in bed might get everything sticky. That's another one of the food groups in the Canada Food Guide. Bear cubs who disobey would have to sit on the Time Out Chair and think about what they did.  I don't like the Time Out Chair. I don't like to think about what I did. Thinking is hard, you know.

I'd rather ride my blue bike up and down Sandwich Street and dig holes in the back yard and climb the sugar maple and eat Smarties. That's more fun that the Time Out Chair. Know what else? Chance is a copy cat. I don't know why he's called a copy cat. He's not a cat. He's a bear cub. I think he's a copy cub. Chance does everything I do but I'm the one who has to sit on the Time Out Chair. James says Chance is too little to understand. I have to set a good example for him.



Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Obey the rules so you don't have to sit on the Time Out Chair.  Good citizens eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can dig holes and play Space Invaders! Okay! Over and out!"

We See London!

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful! 

Know what? We're in London. Not London, England. We're in London, Ontario. That's two hours from our house. We rode with our buddies Lulu and Lilly Bug. We had fun in the car. We sang silly songs like The Prune Song and B-I-N-G-O. We can sing BINGO in French, too.

Bet you can't guess where we are. We're at Relish  with our buddies James and Rob. Relish a restaurant in Wortley Village. That's in London and London is in O Canada our home and native land.  We played with Miss Katelynn at Relish. She's nice. We wanted to sit outside. It was pretty hot outside. It was 35C. Miss Katelynn brought us ice water to drink. We asked for bendy straws, too.

There's lots of good food at Relish, you know. I wanted porridge with gummy worms but they were all out. I ate a burger. It was yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide.  The four food groups are yummy, sticky, sweet and nasty.  I don't like nasty foods like brocollies and sauerkrauts but I hold my nose and take two bites. Chance just drank condensed owls' milk from his bottle. He doesn't have any teeth 'cuz he's a newborn cubby.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed. 

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Eat out of doors in the summer time. James says food tastes better outside. It's true! We can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to Relish and eat with us! Okay! Over and out!"

Happy Birthday Canada! Happy Birthday to Me, Too!

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, Grandpa James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

 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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful!

Know what? Today is July 1st. It's a special day 'cuz it's Canada Day. Canada is 143 years old. There's a big 'ole party in Dieppe Park. The birthday cake is for 5,000 people. That's a really big cake. The cake is red and white. It looks like the Canada flag. It sure is yummy and that's one of the four food groups in Canada's Food Guide. 

Know what?  Canada is way older than me. Today is my birthday, too! Queen Elizabeth is in Ottawa, today. I sure wish she would come to our house. We would eat birthday wallermelon and climb the sugar maple in the back yard. I would show Her Majesty how to make Smarties tattoos on her face.

I got Play-Doh for my birthday. I l-o-v-e Play-Doh. It's fun to make things out of Play-Doh. I got four different colours--red, yellow, blue and green! Chance gave it to me. I will have to watch him, he might try to eat it!

 Grandpa James gave me a Slinky. Is it ever fun! The Slinky walks down the stairs all by itself!

 Cassidy the bunny rabbit gave me Snakes and Ladders. That's a really fun board game to play, especially on rainy days when we have to stay inside.

 Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? Grandpa James is hollering, "Where is my birthday bear cub? Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario?

That's me! Charles!  I'm a birthday bear cub! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find Grandpa James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed.

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Have fun on Canada Day! Eat wallermelon and watch the fireworks. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and celebrate Canada Day with us! Happy Canada Day! Happy birthday! Over and out!"