Wednesday, October 29, 2008

the joy and the happiness

The joy is beheld by all when it is time to celebrate the arrival of a new cardboard box on tummy mountain! Yesterday an exceptionally large one appeared in the morning light, ready to have wheels, faces, dials, and giant monster teeth drawn on it. The box knew that it's contents were irrelevant to the little ones and that a rigorous day of activities were planned for it.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

being tagged

Sometimes on tummy mountain the online world drops in and says "hello." Ruth at Cooplet has tagged the little ones on tummy mountain to participate in the revealing game of "6 unique things"


Link to the person who tagged you.
Mention the rules.
Tell six quirky yet boring, unspectacular details about yourself.
Tag six other bloggers by linking to them.
Go to each person's blog and leave a comment that lets them know they've been tagged.

I rounded up a bevy of little ones by the pond and after conducting extensive interviews I have extrapolated what I think is the most pertinent and relevant facts for our readers;

The Wee One: Sometimes I write on the walls. No-one has ever found out.

The Tiny One: I can't have beetroot. I am electrical to it.

Wee Small: Well... there was a frog, and... it jumped, and I saw it jump, and... then it was still, and then...then I saw..then it was a frog, like a frog is and... jumped..and that's it!

The Small One: I have a snail collection in my bed.

The Smallest of All: ... eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, fourteen, eighteen, eleventeen, four, twelve, eleven, twenty!

Little Tiny: I put all my left over bananas down the back of the couch to save them for later.

The little ones haven't tagged anyone because they're not big enough.

Monday, October 20, 2008


We love to help in the kitchen.
We are very good at stirring.
We cannot see what we are stirring.
We hope it is cake.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008


The little ones are making a boat out of cardboard to paddle accross the pond. Not sure if I should step in.

Saturday, October 11, 2008


Readers would be forgiven to believe that tummy mountain is the kind of place where the sound of little ones permeates the air continuously. And that would be fairly accurate. At this very moment the wee one is talking with some birds in a tree. Maybe "yelling" would be a better term for an observer, but in her mind I am sure she is having a little chat. Yet there are times when a beautiful quiet stillness settles on the tummy homestead, sometimes in the afternoon with the light coming softly in the kitchen window. In these moments other phenomona can be observed - such as happy fruit.

still life with happiness

Thursday, October 9, 2008

dress ups

sometimes, during the twilight, when all is quiet in the house, if you look outside, maybe you will catch a glimpse of fairies

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

new friends

We have left the back door open all day, and now there are lots of bugs inside!

Sunday, October 5, 2008

The Oranges of October

“October” yells the Tiny One, and then runs out the back door. I guess that means it’s time to move onto other things. Not for Wee Small though. Wee small is still busy smearing oranges all over the window. She says she is making rainbows. Not with even the largest leaps of imagination can I see that.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

the rules

it is not allowed to empty out all the bath water over the floor.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

important update

There are those who have been most interested in knowing how the little ones latest building project is going. Well the little ones can proudly say they have finished mister snail's new home on time and on budget. The fact that he does not need one has gone by unnoticed, and that there isn't a front door seems to have escaped the small ones attention too. Strangely enough mister snail hasn't noticed these things either and seems very happy in his new house!

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

early morning rituals

The day began as it always does on tummy mountain. The tiny one was playing in the big cardboard box while I was busy removing her toy frogs from the teapot. It is a daily ritual that brings comfort to us all.