Friday, December 31, 2010

a wave to my fellow tummies

Time to gather up the little ones and wave goodbye to the old year trundling off into the distance.

I feel like I have spent a good deal of time trundling off into the distance myself over the course of the year. I have a lot of dreams that I wish to make come true if I can find the time. I am hoping to spend next year happily gazing at the window, Manatee by my side, listening to the "Chorus of the Cicadas" in D minor, and watching the small ones pretending to be turtles.

A big hello from all the little ones to you who have followed their adventures, and have shared your wisdom and your little one's wisdom with us all. I hope everyone has a happy new year and that a nice cup of tea always appears at your side when you need it.

Monday, December 27, 2010

home fix it

Why is there is a hole in the wall?
It wasn't there when I went outside.
I am going to have to fix it somehow.
I asked the little ones how would they fix it.

"With a piece of pottery." suggests The Little One.

"With a piece of wall." suggests Wee Small .

Sunday, December 19, 2010

christmas cards

Wee Small has been drawing a few Christmas cards for family and friends. But it was beginning to become a little bit too much work for someone small of stature. So she thought of a brilliant solution.

"I am going to draw one big card for all of them." she declared.

The Little One, being the eldest, immediately detected the flaw in her reasoning.

"But they all live in different places, and Nana lives in New Zealand.

"Oh." said Wee Small.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Friday, December 10, 2010


So happy to be back after a long stint of nonsense far far away, and even more happy that I have returned just in time for a a ritual that takes place every year in our wee family.

For it is tonight that we shall climb up to the highest point on tummy mountain to catch a few stars for our christmas tree.

We shall have our arms outstretched and there may be a lot of jumping up and down.

Sunday, November 14, 2010


The Little One, being the eldest, stared into the refrigerator and decided that something had to be done about the lack of tasty food in there.

So she made her own shopping list. It has all the ingredients for something that I think she is suggesting I should cook.

Well I am not good at taking a hint.
I think I'll cook cat food pie.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Friday, October 8, 2010


Well I was away for a lot longer than I thought, and will be soon again.
The little ones are not happy about this.
Neither am I.

I tried to comfort them with platitudes, and then a platypus, but that didn't work.

"Little Ones, every cloud has a silver lining," I said
"No they don't," replied Wee Small. "They would drop out of the sky."

Friday, September 17, 2010


Once again I have been called away from tummy mountain to do what I do in the wider world. It is always heartbreaking to see their little faces in tears as I leave.

"It is only for ten days, and then I will be back" I say to try and reassure them.
"Ten days!" they exclaim. I have just made it worse.

It is a strange thing that ten days is such a small amount of time when you are older, and forever when you are younger. Time is the same, just perception of time changes with age.

I long to run out in a golden field at the start of a day with nothing but hope and expectation and the knowledge that it is going to be another incredible day in that land where reality and imagination walk hand in hand.

That land is childhood.

Friday, September 10, 2010


Gripping, and thrilling, and as I write this is still unresolved. In the spirit of Democracy the little ones had decided to have a vote amongst themselves about what kind of food they would like to go into their wee tummies for dinner.

Echoing the recent political circumstances of this country, the vote was divided evenly amongst those who wished for the healthy and invigorating tasty Laksa, and those who wished for the not so healthy at all but very tasty Bacon and Eggs (which would normally be a breakfast meal but when the little ones decide what they want for dinner, well, anything can happen.)

Initially when it was revealed that the vote was divided evenly, the little ones tried to use the time honoured tie breaking technique of winning by shouting louder than their opponents. I have noticed that this technique also seems to work for politicians. If that would work amongst the little ones then Wee Small would win hands down.

Alas for her, fairer democratic methods were attempted, such as vote stacking. This technique works for politicians as well. Some of the little ones enrolled their toys to win the vote. There was a lot of yelling about how many billion times infinity votes there were for the two dinners, but unfortunately some of the toys got confused as to what they were voting for, particularly Manatee who voted for Spaghetti.

I don't think Manatee even likes Spaghetti.

Sunday, September 5, 2010


A bright sunny day on Tummy Mountain and quite windy! Maybe the wind is bringing Spring ever closer. What I would love to do on such a day is to take a walk in the countryside. But we really have to so a bit of a spring cleaning.

I wander off to find the little ones to ask them to help. I am sure they will be pleased.
They are all sitting on an old chair in a field staring at the branches of a huge tree moving in the wind.

"If you have nothing to do you can help me" I say.
They start looking around desperately for a way out. Wee Smalls face brightens.
"I do have something to do!" replied Wee Small defiantly, "And that is looking at my foot!"

Well I have heard some excuses in my time, but that was certainly something new.

"Sometimes I wish I was a tree for the clean up" says The Little One with a wistful tone. "Trees don't have to clean anything."

Saturday, August 28, 2010


When it is spring time the little ones just cannot help but spring.

Thursday, August 12, 2010


I was reading a story to the little ones last night, and in the story a wee dog died.
Of course there were tears all round.
Except for Wee Tiny who asked me if I had ever been dead.

"Not yet."

Monday, August 9, 2010

the simple things

Sometimes things happen away from tummy mountain when I go away to do the things I have to do. These usually have nothing to do with the lives of the little ones, and thus are not chronicled here. But this next concept has a lot to do with the little ones so here it is.

I work with a fellow that was asked once by what criteria he was assessing the job we had done together. His response was that he was "using the Mark 1 Eyeball."

(here on tummy mountain "Mark 1" is like saying "Version 1" or "Phase 1")

I love this phrase. In a world of high tech gadgetry nothing can beat the simplicity of looking at it with your own eyes.

I have looked around since then to see what other "Mark 1" products are in use or needed. I work with another fellow who is in desperate need of the "Mark 1 Bag" to put all the things he keeps losing in it, such as laptops and passports. Another person I work with has just discovered the "Mark 1 Wallet" which has stopped him from losing his money all the time. He just needs to work on the keys now.

Back on tummy mountain one of the favourite things is the nice and simple "Mark 1 Cardboard Box." Cannot be beaten.

A very large example of these turned up the other day. Contents of no importance to the little ones at all. First the little ones turned it into a cubby house, then they turned it into a giant rolling tube with all of them in it at once, and then they opened it up and made it into a slide upon which they rode in smaller versions of the "Mark 1 Cardboard Box."

Lastly, after the rain had destroyed the "Mark 1 Cardboard Box," the cat stalked it, pounced upon it, and ripped it to shreds.

How marvellous is life.

Friday, August 6, 2010


Wee Small is making something with beads. I don't know what it is but she is using blue beads. As she uses the blue beads she sings a little song. The song goes;

A bluey, a bluey, a blue blue blue blue a bluey.
A bluey, a bluey, a blue blue blue blue a bluey.
A bluey, a bluey, a blue blue blue blue a bluey.
A bluey, a bluey, a blue blue blue blue a bluey.
A bluey, a bluey, a blue blue blue blue a bluey.

and so on.

It turns out she is making a sky, and she has just started.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

at last

At last the sun has come out, and the little ones rush outside. I can see that they are all riding their imaginary horses to someplace far far away with a tea party for all of their toys.

At the end of the day I will sit by the fire and bask in it's heat, and I will be able to hear about all their adventures.

There is always so much to look forward to.

Friday, July 30, 2010

some more words

The little ones were playing with some small dolls. The dolls were taking an imaginary walk in a forest. As part of the story Wee Tiny said "then they met a big scary frog!"
And Wee Small shouted "No! Then they met Yellow Mellow P!"
At that point the little ones screamed.

I suppose I would too if I was in the forest and met the letters "L,M,N,O,P."

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

a few words

Wee Little is very little. She is just beginning to talk. She only has a few words and she uses them very effectively.

One word is "mine." Of course anything she can see is "mine." Needless to say everything is "hers." My particular favourite items that she owns are the things she sees when we travel away from tummy mountain. Like trucks. Every time she sees a truck her eyes light up and she bellows "mine!"

Two other words are "I not." These are used whenever she is doing something she shouldn't be doing. To be fair to her she is so little that she hasn't quite learnt that drawing on the couch and then watering it are not, well, not really allowed.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010


There was a wee problem with the strawberries. It seems that they had all been eaten, and not in a just, fair, and democratic way.

Wee Tiny, Wee Small, and The Little One were puzzled until Wee Small decided to tally it all up to see what had happened.

"Well, there were six strawberries,"she began "and I ate two..."
"And I ate four" added Wee Tiny
"And I only ate three." said The Little One.
"So where are all the other strawberries?" asked Wee Small.

It is indeed a mystery.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

The times they are a changin'

I have two things to write about today. Two subjects that I feel merge into one.

1.) The Little One, being the eldest is, as you would expect, quite proficient in all aspects of optics, particularly in regard to polarized lenses.

2.) Idyllic and pastoral as tummy mountain is, we keep an eye on the current state of things in the world at large, and feel compelled occasionally to move with the times.

Thus The Little One has made a pair of glasses for "Little One" (pictured below.) So now when we enter the wide world she can also view one of these new fashioned 3d movies.

"Little One" created by Tiddlywinks
"Little One" is wearing a lavender nightie designed by Nanna

"Little One" is sporting a pair of 3d glasses by The Little One

I am hoping that these lenses have not been made with Professor Manatee's spectacles. I really do.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Regarding the Importance of Names

When you are very small you may have a toy duck, and it's name may be "duck."
When you are a wee bit older a toy duck may be called "Lucy."

Wee Small is somewhere in between and she has a family of toy hedgehogs.

She was telling me their names.

"This one is called "Hedgehoggy" and this one is called "Hedgehoggin" and this one is called "Hedgehoggshia" and this one is called "Hedgehogroller" and this little one is called "Sneakhedgy"

Thursday, July 8, 2010


One day Wee Tiny was gazing out the window, waiting for all the little ones to come home and play. She was all alone... well.... except for me of course.

She waited and waited and waited.
She looked out the window mournfully and waited some more. Soft drizzling rain fell and made everything wet.

"Don't worry," I comforted. "They will all be back in a little while."
Wee Tiny replied "No, I think they will be back in two whiles."

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Cause for Concern

I thought I was going away for two days, but came back 10 days later. On my return I thought that a wonderful seafood dinner would be a marvellous treat for all the little ones.

Wee Small gazed at the feast and declared "I'm never eating a crab in my life. It might come alive and chomp my heart."

"Oh." I said. I hadn't prepared for that. There was only one thing I could think of to do in such a situation.

I bravely ate all the delicious crab myself and left the little ones with no cause for fear, well... except the small concern that my heart would be eaten.

Monday, June 14, 2010

declarations of love

Wee Tiny came up to me and told me how much she loves me.
"I love you a bit more than my bed." she said.

What can you say to that?

Sunday, June 6, 2010

starving artist

I was woken up by Wee Tiny who informed me she needed food as she is a great artist.
Blearily I peered at her.

"I need food in my tummy or I'll only draw scribbles." she explained.

I complied promptly with her wishes as I was not alert yet, and hadn't noticed that it was still dark.

What great art would be started while it is still dark?
The answer can only be a masterpiece.

Monday, May 24, 2010

the circus

Once again the travelling circus has swept me up and taken me away from tummy mountain, and in particular the little ones. Gone is the immediacy of everything that the little ones do, replaced with calmness, an empty calmness. I can only reflect now that the trials and tribulations of my day are always put into perspective by their urgent needs. Such as sticky tape and a rubber band attached to a box to make a sleigh for all the toy animals. And that there needs to be an identical amount of sticky tape and rubber bands and boxes for all the other little ones that also need to make sleighs for all their toy animals, also right now.

Which gets to the point that there is no time other than right now. What other time is there to do anything other than right now. No other time will do.

Being away from tummy mountain I can calmly ponder about the past and the future. Being there the little ones make me live in the moment. I cannot wait to return.

Saturday, May 15, 2010


"When will I be 4 and a half?" wondered Wee Tiny.

"Hmmm....maybe in about 10 years?" reasoned Wee Small.

Friday, May 7, 2010


Sometimes leading a life of leisure on tummy mountain requires taking a break and leading a life of leisure on vacation somewhere. So the little ones and I have gone north to where the sun shines and the swimming pool is the only place that the very small wish to be.

Sure the little ones have had to experience holiday hardships; walking around endlessly at the markets, having a yukky meal somewhere where the food doesn't taste the same as at home and hasn't been cut into the right shapes, and even gazing pointlessly as the sunsets behind the mountains creating dazzling golden reflections in the ocean.

They face those difficulties bravely until they can return to splashing in the pool - which is what vacation is really about.

Thursday, April 22, 2010


"I wonder what stars eat when they are hungry?" I mused out aloud.

Wee Small was ready with an answer. Her eyes and mouth opened wide as she yelled happily "They eat the sky!"

I could see The Little One bristling out of the corner of my eye. Being the eldest she felt some need to further clarify the technicalities of the star digestive system.
"It sucks in air and breaths out craters" she stated. This was accompanied by hand movements to demonstrate.

From down on the floor a little voice was heard. It was Wee Tiny and she said “porridge."

Friday, April 16, 2010

rainy days on the mountain

A rainy day on tummy mountain. I love standing with a cup of hot tea and watching the drops falling off the roof, the steady downpour obscuring the trees, and to complete the mood one could imagine a light piece of music to make this sound like a scene from a movie.

Fortunately for me the little ones are providing this music by playing every note at once on every instrument at once. Delightful! Who needs to be constrained by rhythm and melody. This is enhanced by their own version of surround sound - running through every room of the house while playing instruments as loudly as possible. A curious effect on the ears.

Saturday, April 10, 2010


After two weeks away from tummy mountain I returned late of an evening when all the little ones were asleep. None were up to greet me except for a very stern chap with glasses on. Closer inspection revealed it to be none other than Manatee. He looked at me sternly once more, letting the glasses drop just a touch so I could gaze directly into his eyes and register his disapproval of the hour. It seems he is now Professor Manatee. He was doing a light bit of research and I had disturbed him. A lot can change in two weeks.

I put my bags down quietly, but knocked over some books loudly. I glanced nervously back at Professor Manatee. He stared back at me, quite annoyed now. Uncanny - it was like he had not even moved.

This just couldn't be right. This couldn't be the care-free and fun loving Manatee I had left behind two weeks ago. I nonchalantly pretended to unpack for a few moments, then sprang on him while his guard was down and tore the glasses off his face!

Aha! 3d glasses! So he had been to the movies! He hadn't done a Diploma of Seaweed! He was masquerading as a professor! He was looking a bit sheepish now for an underwater mammal.

"I think we may have to deal with this in the morning," I said waggling the finger at him.

He still hadn't moved, and I could tell he cared not a fig for what I thought.

Sunday, March 21, 2010


Wee Small, shall we say, has a more boisterous and exuberant, even rowdier temperament, than The Little One. And occasionally friction occurs.

The Little One, being the eldest, has recourse to more means of diplomacy than Wee Small. So when the need arises she can take steps to avoid possible confrontations of an unsavoury nature.

Thus this sign I found this morning that The Little One has written for Wee Small.

manatee, the co-accused

It is a pity that Wee Small cannot read.

Friday, March 19, 2010

self control

This week the little ones have been playing with their toy fairies. Now they are are all out and hiding in the garden. Wee Tiny has such an earnest expression on her face when she tells me the beautiful name of her fairy.

"Her name is Daisy Flower Turkey"

It is all I can do not to laugh.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

the cat

One morning I was sitting on the front steps in the sunshine enjoying a hot cup of tea when Wee Tiny wandered up to me to tell me her important news.

"I was talking to the cat and he looks like he understands me." said Wee Tiny

"Does he." I replied "What did you say to him?"

"What did you say?" asked Wee Tiny.

"I said 'what did you say to him?'" I repeated

"Say to who?" wondered Wee Tiny.

"The cat."

"I said he was a very nice cat and he looks like he understands me."

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Understanding of Responsibilities.

We all went on a picnic. The little ones had a lot of fun playing all day in the forest. What a beautiful peaceful place. As the sun went down I called to the little ones and asked them to gather up their shoes.

"I can't get my shoes!" exclaimed Wee Small as though the idea was abdsurd. "They're in the tree house!"

"What tree house?" I asked.

"Well how should I know!" responded Wee Small. She looked at me as though I was crazy.

Clearly she does not need to remember such trivialities as to which tree she has left her shoes in. Obviously this is one of my duties.

I stared at the endless forest, any tree of which could be the tree house. I think the shoes may just have to stay here.

Friday, March 5, 2010

sayings of the small

Wee Tiny has a cute little way of saying " the day after tomorrow" that I just love.

It is "tomorrow but the next day."

Monday, March 1, 2010


The little ones love March. As Wee Tiny once told me "it is the only month named after having a parade."

Saturday, February 20, 2010

The Little Ones Busy Day

Sometimes the little ones leave tummy mountain and come with me to places of work, offices where they engage in activities that they describe as helpful.

Such as;

Interrupting the General Manager to ask for a pencil sharpener.
Drawing butterflies all over the whiteboard of critical dates, staff and project movements.
Running up and down the stairs screaming.

The little ones presence is appreciated by all. Sure they stop all work, but they bring with them a joy of spirit needed in all offices.

Monday, February 15, 2010

mystery flavours

I made a roll today for Wee Small. She wanted tuna, lettuce, and tomato and actually ate it. I was impressed.

"Did it taste good?" I asked.

"Yes. I put it in a big puddle and ate it."

Thursday, February 11, 2010

the four winds of antiquity

In classical literature one finds references to the four winds of antiquity. The north wind,Boreas, bringer of cold, others of Zephyrus the bringer of spring.

Here are the six winds of tummy mountain:

Old Murky: bringer of dust.

The Rattler: shaker of windows, blower of washing off the line, absconder of small light toys and paintings of horses, destroyer of cubby houses.

Icky Coldy: keeper of little ones inside, destroyer of fun

Mister Gusty: bringer of frolicsome joy, jumps with kittens, bringer of giggles

Mrs. Squalls: deliverer of puddles, tugger of umbrellas

Wee Breezee: tickler of ears, ruffler of hair

Sunday, February 7, 2010

recipe of the day

Wee Small does not have a teddy bear, or a doll. She does not want one. Wee Small has a Manatee. He is very round and very cuddly and his name is Manatee.

Manatees graze on sea grass.
Being on tummy mountain we do not have sea grass readily available, yet Wee Small has solved this problem.

recipe of the day

"Breakfast for Manatee"

ingredients: dried seaweed (nori for sushi)

1. tear up seaweed into itty bitty shreds getting on clothes and floor and kitchen.
2. put remaining bits of seaweed into a bowl
3. carry bowl to table leaving a trail of seaweed through the house.

serves 1 Manatee

Thursday, February 4, 2010

when one returns

I wandered away from tummy mountain for a couple of nights as the needs and pressures of reality demanded me to do so.

On my return, as I crossed the river and wandered back into the foothills, I could see the little ones playing in a cardboard box. Today the cardboard box was a car. It wasn't moving very far, or at all, but it's occupants were very happy shouting at the top of their lungs' capabilities "DEE DEE DEE DEE DEE DEE... "

They told me they had invented a dee dee car and it ran on dee dee dee, not petrol. Once again the little ones have proved to me that their scientific minds are not limited to forms of energy that one would readily expect for an alternative fuel source.

I left them, in a field, not moving, in a car running on sound.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

new perspectives

Wee Tiny drew a picture of the Sun, and herself holding a flower.

Wee Tiny said "That's me holding a flower. The Sun can't hold a flower. The Sun doesn't have any arms."

I have a new perspective on what the Sun can and can't do. Sure it can provide the means for photosynthesis to create flowers, but it can't hold and sniff them.

I felt a little bit sorry for the Sun.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

and yet...

And yet at other times Wee Small could be a bit more concise herself when describing a story.
For example:

...and then she was in a room and she was in the room on a chair and she had to do something and it was twelve and the little man came and he did it and he went away and he came back and there was a king and he was...he was...she was giving him the gold, and she gave it all to the king and she was in the room again and there wasn't a frog and...

Thursday, January 21, 2010

getting to the point.

The Little One, being the eldest, can spell the number nine.

"N...I...N...E" she said to me.

To which Wee Small responded "you just write 9 and that's it!"

There is no mucking about with Wee Small.

Friday, January 15, 2010


The little ones are well known for being calm, quiet and reflective. That is, when they are not jumping up and down and running around noisily.

Sometimes others are inspired by their serenity and it helps them achieve their goals. Some very technical people at Etsy have sought the wisdom of the little ones and this has helped them with their search engine.

I am hoping the little ones will be inspired in the search for lost toys, the other sock, their toothbrushes...

Thursday, January 7, 2010

all quiet on tummy mountain.

It is the quiet and calm of January on tummy mountain. The cicadas are deafening, yet despite their perpetual chorus, the little ones have been in a post-Christmas trance like state. During one of these lazy sleepy afternoons the little ones found a chess set in a cupboard.

They drag it out and have me set it all up for them so they could play. I think maybe the pieces fascinate them. What can I say? What can I do? They are just too little to play chess, but I do not want to disappoint them. Wee Small is very direct, very matter of fact. She wants to know the rules.

"Right" says Wee Small "Where's the finish line!"

Sunday, January 3, 2010

the quest for knowledge

Today the little ones did a scientific experiment to see what would happen at bath time if you keep filling the tub until it overflows onto the floor. The outcome was that the entire floor got wet. I hope they find this knowledge useful or helpful in some way.