Surprise Visitors

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. He doesn't have a tail, yet. He doesn't even have any teeth. Chance just drinks owls' milk out of his bottle.  He makes little squeaky noises when he's happy and little squawky noises when he's hungry or has to poo.  I look after Chance, too. He's a handful!

Know what? We got surprise visitors. I love surprises!  Grandma Bonnie and Grandpa Terry came to our house! They live in British Columbia. That's pretty far from our house. I know where British Columbia is. It's in O Canada. I can show you on the map. It's the first province on the left. We had fun with Grandma Bonnie and Grandpa Terry. They kissed our noses and tickled our ears. We went out to eat. Chance got apple juice. I got chocolate milk and a bendy straw. We played games and we shared a box of Smarties, too.


When Grandpa Terry and Grandma Bonnie left our house, they got on a plane to fly to Newfoundland and Labrador. That's in O Canada, too. I know where Newfoundland and Labrador is. It's the first province on the right. Miss Jackie taught us all about  in jogfree class at the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre.

 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 kind to friends and neighbours. Good citizens get to eat Smarties and drink chocolate milk with a bendy straw. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can have fun together! Okay! Over and out!"

Our Trip to Toronto

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 going to T.O. We have to get ready. We put things we will need in our suitcase. There are diapers for Chance and condensed owls' milk, too. I put my Cat-in-the-Hat sox in the suitcase.

Toronto is pretty far from our house. It takes a long time to get there. That's because O Canada is very big. Oh! I got an idea! One time James washed my favourite sweater in hot water and it shrank so much it only fit Chance. We could wash O Canada in the Inglis and then it would be smaller and then it wouldn't take so long to go places!

We go to Toronto on the train. I l-o-v-e VIA Rail. We use our best manners and we talk with our inside voices. There are lots of things to do on the train. We get to drink chocolate milk that the nice person has on the cart. I know where chocolate milk comes from. It comes from brown cows. Know what? Whole milk comes from whole cows. We play games on the train. We play  Snakes and Ladders. That's my favouritest game of all.

Oh! Look! Look at Chance! He climbed inside of a paper bag. I know what that means. It means he wants a bottle of warm, condensed owls' milk and then he will take a nap. Chance takes lots of naps. James says it's 'cuz he's just a wee little cubby and napping is good for him. Naps help make bear cubs bigger and stronger and healthier, too!

We get to eat a meal on the train. The food is yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide.

I will tell you more about our trip to Toronto the next time we blog. I'm sleepy and I need a nap.



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 kind to your friends and neighbours. Do good deeds.  Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house. We can go to Toronto together. We can ride on VIA Rail all day Okay! Over and out!"

Thanksgiving Day

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? This is Chance and me and James. It's Thanksgiving Day. James says Thanksgiving comes every year. It's the second Monday in October. We counted down the days to Thanksgiving. We're spending the day with Lulu and Lily.  We came on the train.

We're sitting at the Thanksgiving table. We're hungry. We're as hungry as bears. We're hungry for mashed potatoes, and sweet potatoes with marshmallows on top and vegetables and turkey and gravy.


Before we eat we all take turns  counting our blessings. We say what we're thankful for. I got a lot to be thankful for this year. I'm thankful for Smarties and root beer and licorice and porridge. I'm thankful that we got lots of good food to eat--not like all those poor starving children in Belgium. I'm thankful for all my buddies and friends. I'm thankful that James is our bestest buddy and looks after us. I say, "Thank you, God, for everything!" Know what? God is very nice.

Chance doesn't talk. That's 'cuz he's a newborn cubby. He doesn't have any teeth, yet. He will get teeth when he's older. He doesn't even have a tail! I have a tail. I'm waiting to grow pockets. When I have pockets I'll keep Smarties in there. Chance is thankful for condensed owls' milk. He holds up his bottle and makes little squeaky noises. When he does that, it means he's happy.

We're not supposed to eat too much, you know. It's bad for our tummies and can make us sick. I know when to stop eating. James says, "Don't feed the bears, they're stuffed!" That's funny. It's true, too. We're really stuffed. I want to nap.

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. Count your Thanksgiving blessings. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer with your turkey and pumpkin pie. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and eat with us! We can be thankful together! Okay! Over and out!"

Friday Afghan Fun

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? Today is Friday. We're having fun with our afghan. Auntie Susan J made it for us. It's green and very soft. Chance licks the wool and tries to eat the afghan. I don't think afghans are in the Canada Food Guide. Chance doesn't know any better, he's a wee little thing. He doesn't even have teeth, yet. He can only drink condensed owls' milk out of a bottle.

There are lots of games we can pay with our afghan. We can play Hide and Seek. We can play Big Green Monster. That's a fun game. I get underneath the afghan and crawl around, chasing Chance. I holler, "I'm a Big Green Monster and I'm very hungry. I'm as hungry as a bear. I would sure like to snack on a bear cub!" Then I roar real loud and Chance runs as fast as his little legs can carry him. When I catch him, I throw the afghan over him and tickle him and make him laugh. I'm glad I have a little brother to play with.

 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. Play games with your brother and your afghan. Eat Smarties and drink root beer. Be sure to brush and frost your teeth so you don't get cavities.  Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can play together! Okay! Over and out!"

Our Visit with Miss Donna at the Dentist's Office

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 visiting Dr. Greg and Miss Donna. He is a dentist. I know what a dentist is. He looks at our teeth 'cuz he's a tooth doctor.

Today Miss Donna is cleaning my teeth. I brush my teeth after every meal with Spiderman toothpaste and my Ninja toothbrush. Oh! Wait! Then I frost them with the little green string. Two times a year I get my toofies cleaned by Miss Donna. She's the boss of tooth cleaning. She's very nice. She has a nice laugh. She might be a princess, you know.

Chance doesn't have to get his teeth cleaned 'cuz he doesn't have any. He's a wee little thing, a newborn cubby.  He just drinks condensed owls' milk in his bottle.

Miss Donna checks Chance's gums. She says they're healthy gums. That's good. I don't know where unhealthy gums go. Maybe they go to a gum hospital. Maybe we could ride in an ambulance to the gum hospital and we can make siren noises!  I'll ask James. He knows lots of things. He'll know, for sure!

Miss Donna gave us stickers 'cuz we're brave. Well, I was brave. Chance climbed up on top of the light and Miss Donna had to get him down. Chance climbs on everything he can. He took off his diaper, too. He really is a handful, you know.



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. Brush you teeth and frost them, too. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh. Then you have to brush and frost some more. Know what?  Be true to you teeth or they will be false to you!   Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can brush and frost together!  Okay! Over and out!"

Closet, The Play

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 going to Mackenzie Hall tonight. That's on Sandwich Street. I think it's a castle.We're going to Mackenzie Hall tonight to see a play that our buddy James wrote. It's a funny play, called Closet. Our buddies Joey the Elder, Joey the Younger and Clinton are in the play. They're actors. I could be an actor you know. That's a fun job.  I could be a director, too. I would say, "Let's take it from the top of page 24."

Chance and me get to stay up way past our bedtime to see the play. I know Chance will fall asleep 'cuz he's a wee little thing. Newborn cubbies sleep a lot, you know.  I'm bringing Chance's favourite green afghan blankie and a bottle of condensed owls' milk for him, too.  Theatre is lots of fun, you know.

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. Come to Mackenzie Hall and see the play.  Oh! Wait! Come the the Great Auditorium and sit with us! The show starts at eight o'clock. Chance and me will save you a seat! 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!"

One More Day Till My Birthday and Canada's Birthday Too!

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? Tomorrow is Canada Day. It's my birthday, too! I can hardly wait. Canada is way older than me. Canada will be 143 years old. That's almost as old as James.

On birthdays we get gifts. Chance and me are looking for my presents. I'm pretty sure James hid them somewhere in the house. I don't know what I might get but we're going to find out. When everyone sings Happy Birthday, I'll act surprised, you know.  I'm a very good actor. I bet he hid the presents in the freezer. That's a good place to hid things.

I wonder if I'll get finger paints.  I l-o-v-e to paint. I'm an artist, you know. Maybe I'll get a Canada flag to put on my blue bike. No! Wait! Maybe I'll get a horn for my blue bike so I can make a lot of noise when I ride up and down the sidewalk. Maybe I'll get Snakes and Ladders. That's a fun game. I hope I get Smarties and gummy worms.

We get to wear hats and we have balloons when it's birthday time. We get to eat wallermelon and drink root beer, too. We play games. Birthdays are fun.

James says he's going to bake a sauerkraut and broccoli cake. I know he's just teasing me. Sauerkrauts and broccolis are nasty and I don't like them at all. I hold my nose and eat two bites so I can set a good example for Chance. He's too little to eat food. He just drinks condensed owls' milk out of his bottle but one day he'll have to eat what I eat. I want to send sauerkrauts and broccolis to all those starving children in Belgium.

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. If you find your birthday presents before your birthday party remember to act surprised.  Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can look for presents together! Okay! Over and out!"

The Importance of Eating Porridge

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? I'm having porridge for breakfast. I l-o-v-e porridge, especially with gummy worms or Smarties. Today we're having porridge with strawberries and blueberries.Grandpa  James says bear cubs need to eat fibre so we can be strong and healthy.

Strong and healthy bear cubs get to climb maple trees and dig holes in the back yards and ride bikes up and down Sandwich Street. Oh. We get to make siren noises, too.

Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. I know where porridge comes from. It comes from oats and oats come from Oatville. That's a city near Toronto.

 Chance doesn't eat porridge. That's 'cuz he's too newborn. He's so newborn he doesn't even have any teeth. He just drinks condensed owls' milk from a bottle.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that?  Grandpa 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 Grandpa James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed.

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Eat your porridge. Then you can be big and strong and come over to our house and play with us! We can ride bikes and dig holes and climb the sugar maple tree in our backyard! Okay! Over and out!"

We Love VIA RAil!

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 at Union Station in T.O. That's a nickname for Toronto. Toronto is a great big city. It's the capital of Ontario and Ontario is in O Canada, our home and native land.  We had fun in Toronto. Now we're gonna ride home on the train. It will take us to Windsor. Windsor is the centre of the known universe and the nicest part of Detroit. Know what?  The train has a name. It's name is VIA Rail. VIA Rail goes all over Canada and to the Knighted States, too. The best part is VIA Rail comes all the way to our house!

This is our buddy John. He works on the train. He smiles at everyone and makes them feel really special. I could work for VIA Rail,  you know. I can say, "Would you care for a snack?" I can say, "Would you like a beverage before dinner?" John asks people if they would like to read the Globe & Mail or the Toronto Star. Those are newspapers.

John's job is very important. He looks after the people on the train so they don't get cranky. Cranky people have to take naps.  Really cranky people have to sit on the Time Out Chair AND take naps. Don't be cranky on the train, okay?

We get to ride up front. That's nice. Some people ride Coach. That's behind us. I think some people have to ride Baggage. That's way at the back of the train.

John gives us chocolate milk to drink. I l-o-v-e chocolate milk. It's yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. Chance likes chocolate milk, too. He drinks chocolate flavoured condensed owls' milk. I know where condensed owls' milk comes from. It comes from condensed owls. I get to eat a whole meal. That's 'cuz I'm five and I'm pretty grown up, now. The food on VIA Rail is really yummy.

Look at Chance. He's being silly, you know. John gave me a serviette for my meal. That will keep me from getting all covered in food in case I spill some. I put the serviette in my lap. That's good manners. Chance put the serviette over his head. Now he thinks he's invisible 'cuz he can't see me. I can still see him! I can see his feet! He's underneath the serviette. I pull it off of him and shout, "Boo! Boo! I see you!" Chance makes little squeaky noises when I pull off the serviette. That means he's happy. I'm lucky to have a little brother.

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? It's time to pre-board the train so we can go home.

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. We wanna go home so I can ride my blue bike with the Canada flag on it and climb the sugar maple in the back yard and dig some really big holes, too!

Chance and me know how to use the telephone to make reservations at VIA Rail so we can go to Toronto or Cornwall or Montreal or even to your house!

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Be nice to John on the train. If you are nice and polite, he might give you Smarties and chocolate milk. Oh! Wait! Come get on board VIA Rail with us! We can ride home together! All aboard! Tous a bord! Okay! Over and out!"

All Around the Circle

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 says he's older than dirt. That must be really old--at least 20 years!  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'm holding Chance on my lap. He likes to sit on my lap 'cuz when he sits here I tell him stories and sing songs to him. I'm a good story teller. James says so. When Chance is on my lap he doesn't climb things and get into trouble. Yesterday he climbed to the top of the curtains and he couldn't get down. He made little squawky noises 'cuz he was afraid. I have to say, "My son, come down from there, right now!" Then I help him get down from there.

Chance has a favourite story. He likes me to tell him about The Little Brown Bear and the Three People. He makes little squeaky noises when I tell him that story. That's 'cuz he's happy. He has a favourite song, too. It's All Around the Circle. 

I's the b'y that builds the boat,
And I's the b'y that sails her,
I's the b'y that catches the fish,
And brings them home to Liza.

Chorus:
Hip yer partner, Sally Tibbo,
Hip yer partner, Sally Brown,
Fogo, Twillingate, Moreton's Harbour,
All around the circle!

 Chance claps his paws and makes little squeaky noises when we sing All Around the Circle. He likes the song a lot. Miss Jackie sings it to us at the Scruffy Maple Day Care Centre. She says it's a Newfoundland song. I know where Newfoundland is. It's in O Canada, our home and native land.

James says it's nice that Chance and me play together and don't fight. That makes me a good citizen, you know. We laugh and laugh and laugh when we play.  Know what? Singing makes us hungry. Chance doesn't have any teeth--he just drinks condensed owls' milk out of his bottle. I'm eating  gummy worm soup for lunch and for dessert I get to eat wallermellon. I l-o-v-e wallermelon. It's yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide.

Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Who's as hungry as a bear? 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 as hungry as bears. 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. We're gonna eat soup and wallermelon, too!

This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Play nice. Then you can eat gummy worm soup and wallermelon, too. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can play nice together and sing All Around the Circle! Okay! Over and out!"

Sleepytown Here We Come!

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 says he is so old he remembers the first sunrise. He must be 20! That's old.  Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. I think it was an angel who put Chance there. He's a wee little thing. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful!

Know what? It was a rainy day Chance and me played inside. We made a fort under the kitchen table with some blankets. We made mushroom soup for lunch. Chance and me help stir. I'm the MiniSTIR of Stirring. Chance is the deputy Mini-STIR. James ate lunch under the table with us. It's fun to eat in the fort. For dessert we ate gummy worms. Chance doesn't have any teeth 'cuz he's a newborn cubby. He just drinks condensed owls' milk out of his bottle. I got to drink apple juice from the McCain's Junior Juice box. I l-o-v-e apple juice. It's yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. Then  we painted pictures of ourselves. I painted one of us in Lake Erie at Pelee Island. We go there on the big boat, you know. James says it's the southernmost part of O Canada.

We get pretty tired at the end of the day. I know 'cuz Chance gets cranky and makes little squawky noises. James says, "I see my handsome bear cubs are ready for a trip to Sleepytown!" He's right, you know. After we splash in the bathtub, James uses the big towel to dry us off. We don't wear jammies, we get to go to Sleepytown bear naked. That's a pun. I know what a pun is.

Then we say our prayers.  I want God to look after all my friends and buddies from Newfoundland to British Columbia. I ask Him to look after all our friends and buddies in the Knighted States, too. I'm glad I'm not God. He's got a big job 'cuz my friends are a handful!  I thank God for all the good food in the Canada Food Guide except broccolis and sauerkrauts. They're nasty and we shouldn't have to eat nasty food. I ask God to feed all those poor starving children in Belgium. Then I say, 'Amen.' Amen is God's code for over and out.

James tucks us into bed.  He reads us our bedtime story. He can read real good. Our story is Snow Treasure. It's very exciting. It is about very brave boys and girls who live in O Norway. That's pretty far from our house and it's not part of O Canada.

 Chance is asleep already. I'm very sleepy. My eyes won't stay open anymore. James tickles our ears and kisses our noses. He whispers, "Good night, my handsome bear cubs. Sleep tight, my Sons of Windsor. Don't let the bedbugs bite, my Princes of Ontario.  This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Good night and bon soir, good citizens.  Over and zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz."

Chance's Favouritest Song

Hi. This is my baby brother, Chance. He's a newborn cubby someone left on our doorstep. I look after him. He's really tiny but he's a real handful. You know me.  I'm Charles the Bear Cub. 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. I help him remember things. Today he forgot where he left his bicycle!

Chance is so little he doesn't have any teeth. He only drinks condensed owls' milk out of a bottle. He can't talk, yet. He likes to rip off his diaper and climb things. He makes little squeaky noises when he's happy and little squawky noises when he's hungry or afraid or has poo in his diaper.

Chance has a favourite song. It's He's Got the Whole World in His Hands. When Chance hears it he bounces up and down and makes squeaky noises. That's 'cuz he's really happy.

He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole world in his hands

He's got the wind and the rain in his hands [Repeat 3x]
He's got the whole world in his hands

He's got the sun and the moon . . .
He's got the little bitty baby . . .
He's got you and me brother . . .
He's got everybody here . . .

If you want to hear the song, you can download it at-
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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. We can get out some pots and pans and wooden spoons and sing. We're the Band of Brothers, you know.

This is Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens! Sing out loud and make people smile. Good citizens get to eat Smarties and drink root beer and play Space Invaders. I know! Come to our house and sing with us! Over and out!"

Secrets!

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. I help him remember stuff. This morning he forgot where we live! 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'm telling Chance a secret. I know what a secret is. It's something I have to whisper so nobody else can hear. I'm whispering in Chance's ear. I'm whispering to him where James hid a BIG box of Smarties. James thinks we will eat them all up and spoil our appetites, so he hides them. Chance and me know where they are hidden. I line them all my Smarties and I eat the red ones last. Chance doesn't have any teeth so I grind them up in the blender and put them in his bottle. Then I fill up his bottle with condensed owls' milk. That's what Chance drinks.

Oh. Wait! How will Chance know to drink the red ones last? Oh. Dear. I'd better ask James. Oh. Maybe not. We're not supposed to have any. I'd have to sit on the Time Out Chair and think about what I did bad. I hate the Time Out Chair. I hate to think about what I did. Thinking hurts. Maybe we should wait for James to give us some Smarties. Yeah. That's what good citizens would do. I want to be a good citizen.

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. It's okay to share secrets but don't eat Smarties if you're supposed to wait 'til after dinner. . Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer, too! Okay! Over and out!"

Sub-tropical Southernmost Ontario

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's 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. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful!

Know what? Last week we had snow. Mr. Sunshine melted the snow and James says spring is in the air. I don't see any springs in the air. We see robins.  Canada geese are flying north.  The days are longer. It's hard to be sleepy when it's still light outside. I want to dig holes in the back yard. So does Chance. We don't really have palm trees on Sparkle Road but James says Windsor is in the Canadian banana belt. You can't fool me. I'm five. You can't make belts out of bananas, you know.

We got lots of fun things to do today but first we have to make our beds and eat breakfast. This morning we're eating pumpkin pancakes with peanut butter and maple syrup on top. I l-o-v-e pancakes. They're yummy and sticky. That's two of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. Chance is so little he doesn't have teeth. He drinks condensed owls' milk from his bottle.Good citizens eat all their food. Starving children in Belgium would love to eat pumpkin pancakes.

Did you hear that? James is hollering? "Who's hungry? Where's my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario?" That's me! I'm a handsome bear cub. I'm a Son of Windsor. I'm a Prince of Ontario! So is Chance!

We gotta go find James so he can tickle our ears, kiss our noses and make us laugh right out loud. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens! Make your bed and eat pumpkin pancakes. Be on the look out for robins and Canada geese! Okay. Over and out!"

Dreaming of Tanner

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's old and forgetful, 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? When James tucks us into bed he always says, "Good night  my handsome bear cubs,  sweet dreams you Princes of Windsor." I had a dream last night. I dreamt that Chance and me were playing Hide & Go Seek with Tanner. Tanner's a big 'ole yeller dog who lives with his buddies Shaun and Jay. I didn't know I could have dreams about Tanner. Tanner was my bestest friend but he died of cancer at Christmas. I sure do miss him a lot. I'm glad I had the dream about Tanner. I wonder of Chance has dreams. Probably not 'cuz he's too little. He's so little he doesn't have a tail. He doesn't even have teeth!

Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs?" That's me! Charles. That's Chance. We're gonna find James so he can tickle our ears and kiss our noses. I can smell porridge. I l-o-v-e porridge. Today I'm gonna put red gummy worms in my porridge. Gummy worms are yummy and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide.  Chance can't eat gummy worms. He drinks condensed owls' milk in his bottle. I don't have a bottle. I'm five, you know. I have a sippy cup with Spiderman on it. Okay! We gotta go! This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "When you got to sleep tonight, "Good night to all my buddies and friends and sweet dreams! Over and out!"

Chance and Cheddar Cheese

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's old and forgetful, 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? This is Chance. He likes to take off his diaper and climb things. He climbed up here on the kitchen counter. He's looking at the Cheddar cheese. He put some in his mouth and spit it out. Chance can't eat cheese. He's too little. He doesn't have any teeth, yet. He drinks condensed owls' milk from his bottle. I like cheese. Cheese is yummy and yummy is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. I like gummy worms, too. They're full of Vitamin C. I like gummy worms in porridge.

Did you hear that? Our buddy James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs?" That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs! "Come down from there, my son! We'll find James and get our ears tickled and our noses kissed!" I smell porridge for breakfast! This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Eat cheese. Eat all your porridge. Starving children in Belgium would love to have a good breakfast! Over and out!"

Fast Food

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 Wendy's. Special Ed James says it's a fast food joint. He's silly. The food isn't fast. It isn't even slow. The food isn't moving at all! I am eating a baked potato. I know where potatoes come from. They come from Prince Edward Island. Anne of Green Gables is in charge of growing baked potatoes. I l-o-v-e baked potatoes. They're yummy and that is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. Chance can't eat potatoes. He's so little he doesn't have teeth yet. He can't talk. He makes squeaky noises when he's happy and squawky noises when he's upset or has to poo. Chance doesn't even have a tail! He drinks condensed owls' milk from his bottle. I don't know where Chance disappeared to. I have to watch him so he doesn't get hurt. He's a handful, you know.

Did you hear that? Special Ed James is hollering, "Where's my handsome bear cubs?" That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs! I'll find Chance and Special Ed James will tickle our ears and kiss our noses and give us great big hugs. This is Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Eat your baked potatoes--even the skin. Starving children in Belgium would be happy to eat baked potatoes. Over and out!"

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!"

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!"