No Bears Out Tonight

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He is old and forgetful. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. He is really old! I bet he's 20!  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're really sleepy. We brushed our teeth and said our prayers and  James read us our bedtime story. We had a lot of fun today. We had gingerbread pancakes for breakfast with peanut butter and honey on them. I l-o-v-e honey. Chance is too little to eat pancakes. He drinks condensed owls' milk in his bottle. Then we dug holes in the back yard and climbed the sugar maple. It doesn't have any leaves on it, now.  James says the leaves go south for the winter but they'll be back in the spring. I hope so.

When the leaves go away that means Christmas is coming. I l-o-v-e Christmas. We have a Christmas tree. We put presents under it. Our presents are homemade. Know what? I think I am going to make a paw painting of our family for  James. Me, Chance and  James. I will paint with peanut butter. Then he can look at it and eat it, too!

We sang our nighty-night song together. Do you know it?
No bears out tonight.
No bears out tonight.
No bears out tonight.
We've all gone to s-l-e-e-p.
This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Nighty night, see you in the morning!"

Bedtime Prayers

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy,  James. He is old and forgetful. He forgot to take the toast out of the toaster. It's black.  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 him, too.

Know what? We are going to bed as soon as we say our prayers. We went to Toronto on the train. It was fun. Toronto is a big city.  James says six million people live there. I think we saw them all! They look very busy. We didn't see a single lion. Maybe they don't live in Toronto. I wonder how many bear cubs live in Toronto. I bet there are lots! Why would they want to live so far away from Windsor and Olde Sandwich Towne? So, here's my prayer.

Dear God, thank you for James and for my little brother, Chance. Can you put Chance on Ritalin, God? He's a real handful. He climbs on everything and sometimes he crawls away. I don't want him to get hurt, God. Thank you for VIA Rail and for gummy worms in my porridge and Smarties and wallermelons. Please send lots of Smarties all the starving children and bear cubs in Belgium. They probably won't like brocollis so don't send them any cuz brocollis are nasty, God. Okay. That is the end of my prayer. Amen. Amen means 'over and out, God. I'm really sleepy and I want to hear the bedtime story  James is going to read us when we're tucked into bed. Good night!

Making Sleepies

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy,  James. He's old and forgetful. 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 him, too. That's what families do.

Know what? Chance is sleeping. He sleeps a lot. That's cuz he's really little. He doesn't even have a tail, yet! I sing songs to him and he falls asleep. His favourite song is No Bears Out Tonight.  James taught me the song. He sits in the rocking chair and holds us tight and kisses our noses and sings. Know what? I will sing it for you, now.

No bears out tonight.
No bears out tonight.
No bears out tonight.
They've all gone to sleep.

I bet you're sleepy now, aren't you? I know I am. Okay. My eyes don't want to stay open. It's bedtime. I'm gonna take Chance and we're gonna find  James so we can have our bedtime story, say our prayers, sing the bear song and make sleepies.This is me, Charles the Bear Cub, saying, "Be good citizens. Sing songs, brush your teeth and say your prayers before you go to bed. Good zzzZZZZ!'

Nighty Night!

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. I'm five. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy,  James. I look after him 'cuz he's old and forgetful. He lost his mitts today.  Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby. I found him in a basket one morning, right in front of the door!

I wanted a little brother for a long time but every time I would ask,  James would laugh, kiss my nose and say, "Fat chance, Charles. You're a handful already." That's how cubby got the name Chance. Chance and me and  James have lots of fun together.

After supper we're sleepy. We have our baths. Then  James tucks us into bed and reads stories to us. Then we say our prayers. Chance can't talk but he makes squeaky noises when he's happy. He likes to crawl under the covers cuz he thinks he's hiding. He can't hide from me.

Prayer time is nice. Know why? That is when I tell God what I did today. He's my friend even if I can't see him. Know what I say? I say, "Hello, God. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with Chance and James. Thank you for all the fun we had today. Thank you for my little brother and for James. Oh, wait. Thank you for Cassidy and Tanner, my friends. Thank you for porridge and gummy worms and licorice and my blue bike with the Canada flag and for Smarties, too. Thank you for trees to climb and for a a big back yard so I can dig holes. God, I know you climb way up high so you can watch over us. Thanks for watching. Okay, God. I'm sleepy. Amen."

Amen means I'm finished, God. This is me, Charles the sleepy bear cub saying 'over and out!" Then James kisses our noses and says, "Good night handsome bear cubs. Good night you Sons of Windsor. Good night you Princes of Ontario. Sleep tight. Don't let the bedbugs bite!" I don't know what bedbugs are but if I ever see one I'll make it sit on the Time Out Chair. No one should bite, you know. I sleep all night. So does Chance. Well, sometimes he poos in his diaper and makes squawky noises, so we have to change them but then we go right back to sleep. Bye for now?

Bath Time & Bedtime

Hi. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy,  James. I look after him 'cuz he's forgetful and really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark. He must be 20! I'm five, you know. My birthday is on Canada Day.

Oh, Wait!  I found a newborn cubby on the doorstep. He lives with us, too. He's really tiny. His name is Chance cuz every time I used to ask if I could have a little brother, James would say, "Fat chance Charles, you're a handful!"

Every night Chance and me get into the bathtub and James scrubs us down. We l-o-v-e to play in the tub. We make purple bubbles with our bubble bath. I share my firetruck, my rubber duckies and my boat with Chance. Sharing is what good citizens do.

Good citizens get to eat Smarties and wallermelon. When we're done with our baths,  James dries us off and reads us a bedtime story. Then we say our prayers. Chance doesn't pray. He's too little to talk. He  makes squeaky noises when he's happy.  James tucks us into bed. He says, "Good night my handsome bear cubs. Good night my Sons of Windsor. Good night my Princes of Ontario. Then we fall asleep.

Know what? We have a Spiderman nightlight in case we wake up in the dark. Bath time and bedtime are the bestest part of the day! I'm awful sleepy, so good-night. This is me, Charles the Bear Cub, saying, ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.