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.