Boxing Day

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He forgets where he put his teeth! He's really old. I have all my teeth, you know. 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.

These are some pix of us with our buddies Doreen and Rob and Debbie. We had Christmas dinner with them.  I'm staying far away from that bowl full of brocollis. Can you see them? Brocollis taste yucky. They smell yucky, too. Yucky is one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide, you know.

Know what? Yesterday was Boxing Day. That's the day we give a present to someone we forgot. This year I'm giving everyone big bear hugs. I like them. Hugs are nice. We should be able to eat hugs. They'd be sweet and that's one of the four food groups in the Canada Food Guide. There are brocollis in the fridge. They're nasty. I hate them. I sure hope we don't have to eat them. I ate one on Christmas Day. I had to hold my nose and swallow real fast. I was very brave.

I'm gonna go play with Chance. We got fire trucks and helmets as presents. This me, Charles, saying "over and out! Oh! Wait! Know what? There are only 364 days until Christmas!

Bear Hugs

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I'm five. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. Oh. Wait. Chance lives with us, too. Chance is a newborn cubby I found on our doorstep. Now he's my little brother. I look after him, too.

Chance sleeps a lot and drinks lots condensed owls' milk out of a bottle. He poos in his diaper. We have fun--except when he poos. Then he's stinky and we have to give him a bath in the kitchen sink. Know what? Chance loves to hug and lick my nose. I like to give him big 'ole bear hugs, too. We hug  James. Bear hugs are good for us.  James says we need at least six good hugs a day to stay well.

Know what? Hugs are just like Smarties. The more I get, the more I want. I wonder if there are red hugs. You know the Smarties rule, you gotta eat the red ones last. I wonder what colour a hug is? I'll ask  James. He knows everything.

Okay. We gotta go. We're gonna go outside and climb something. Chance is just a wee little thing but he can already climb pretty high. He can't talk 'cuz he's too little. Chance makes squeaky noises when he's happy and squawky ones when he's hungry or needs his diaper changed. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be a good citizen and give someone a big 'ole bear hug today.  over and out!"