My Sudden Irrational Fear

I used to be pretty fearless.  Nothing phased me.  I’m Chatty Baby and I’m going to take over the world one rice cake at a time!  I don’t even flinch when Hairy Dog barks. Mummy and Daddy often told people that I’m scared of nothing.

Nothing, that was, until Monday night.  It turns out I am suddenly totally freaked out by the bath!  I couldn’t tell you why, and I’ve not been able to tell Mummy either.  That’s partly because I’m not sure, and partly because I’m screaming so loudly she wouldn’t hear anyway.  Totally flipping out!

Thankfully, after three nights of horrific terror, Mummy’s finally got the message.  She thought I was kidding on Monday, just messing about, so I had to endure it again last night.  Tonight, she thought she was being clever and got in with me.  If you’ve read the post about her tummy (here if you missed it) you’ll know that was pretty terrifying in itself.  I don’t think our bath tub is big enough to support a tsunami, but best not to take any chances!

Anyway, she’s decided that three consecutive nights constitutes a pattern so she’s promised to give it a miss tomorrow.  No chance of dodging the soap completely – apparently I have to have a “Pommie Bath” on the bathroom floor.  Can’t wait.

At least she’s prepared to accept my fear.  She doesn’t need to know why I’m scared, just that I am and that needs to be respected even if she’s brave enough to get in the bath herself.  Perhaps she’s thought of something she’s scared of and can’t give a rational explanation for.

Who knows what’ll happen next time we go swimming . . .
CB

What? Wednesday

So, Wednesday is here for another week and this time I have stealthily posted my note for the Mammasaurus What? Wednesday meme on the Paddington Bear stall at Paddington station. Sneaky. It looks like I’m wearing a massive Jamiroquai-style Paddington Bear hat! I really must learn to draw, but hey, I’m only little.

You’ll probably just about make out the note in the second picture, stuck to a lovely blankie set in the middle.

Silent-ish Sunday

It’s only a Silent-ish Sunday this week.  Mocha Beanie Mummy is away so there will be no linky, but I’m posting my picture anyway because Mummy loves it.

CB

Saturday Is Caption Day!

Everything moves on if I’m not at the computer for a couple of days!  There’s another meme started by Mammasaurus, “Saturday Is Caption Day!”  I’m back just in time!  Better late than never.

So,  here’s a little pic from my personal collection that I thought might inspire a few suggestions.  What does it say to you?

CB

Wibble, Wobble

I’ve upset Mummy this week.  I didn’t mean to, and I suppose I underestimated how much she’d take my ‘feedback’ to heart.

If you asked her, she’d tell you that she’s been struggling with a ‘baby belly’ since I turned up.  She’s gone through worrying about it and now just pretends it isn’t there.  It’s not that she’s particularly fat (cuddly, which is comforting for small person like myself) and she’s the same dress size as she was before me, but her tummy is wobbly.  Really wobbly.

We were lying on the sofa the other day and I’d had enough.  Being still gets boring pretty quickly.  So I got up to make my own fun, and actually, I didn’t have to go far.  I was climbing down to the floor and caught Mummy’s T-shirt.  I couldn’t help but look, fascinated by the giant, white marshmallow she was hiding.  I looked at her and giggled.  She pulled her top back down, but I hadn’t seen enough.  I ripped it back again, and just couldn’t resist – I had to touch it!

It was the funniest thing I think I have ever seen!  It looked like marshmallow, but it felt more like an almost-set blancmange. Or a big white jelly!  Ha ha!  I slapped it and it moved.  Wibble, wobble, wibble, wobble.  Hilarious.  I dug my fingers in, like I was kneading dough.  I laughed and laughed.  It didn’t occur to me that Mummy’s feelings might be hurting.

She’s now on a September Detox of no sweets, biscuits or alcohol in a bid to lose a bit of weight.  I didn’t mean anything by it, it was just meant to be a bit of fun.  I hope I’m not on the diet too!

CB