Showing posts with label toe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label toe. Show all posts

Saturday, 17 March 2007

Tircles, Tircles Everywhere!

Well, looking back I dont know how I didnt have a nervous breakdown, I must have been having a good day until this point...

Both boys had gone down happily at 2pm for a nap, at 2:30 Dragon woke up so I put him on for a feed since I wanted him to go back to sleep I lay down with him and then shortly after heard Lion making “I’m awake” noises. I figured I couldn’t do much about it while I was feeding Dragon so I let him go. He must have been quiet as a mouse because the next thing I know I am waking up and looking at the clock and it is 4pm and I am freaking out that Lion has been in his room for an hour and a half now awake and probably causing trouble. I was right to freak. He had the beanbag poof in there and had emptied it out and was very apologetic. “Towry mummy, towry.” “Towry mummy, towry.” He just kept repeating it and I kept repeating “oh no, oh no, oh no…” I imagine from the way he was acting he had quite a ball tipping them out but then realised the mess he had made and wasn’t quite sure what to do. I am not sure how long he had been standing there just looking at the beads when I found him but it could have been quite a while. I got so many “Lion love you mummy” and “Lion scoop for you” while I was cleaning them up. I think he traumatized himself by it. I cleaned up as much as I could with him and Dragon but the bulk of it had to wait till daddy was home, Dragon was in bed and Lion was in the bath. Still, his room got a good clean. I now know the easiest ways to clean up “lots of tircles” off the floor.








"Towry Mummy, Towry"











"Towry Mummy, Towry"










"Lots of Tircles"











"Tircles in Lion's toes"







For those who need it here is the clean up method saved for posterity...

The best way is relatively simple. A garbage bag sitting open beside you and a thin book and a dust pan. Any brooms or anything just get choked up with beans and become more annoying than the original problem. You use the spine of the book (I had a childrens arch book) and used that tilted away from the beans to scrape piles into the dust pan then empty them into the bag. Then once you get to a scattered few on the floor (less than the capacity of your vacuum cleaner bag) I used just the pipe of the vacuum held just off the carpet and they came running to me! I tried a few other things first like brooms and brushes and various angles of dustpan and book and the vacuum head just pushed them around instead of sucking them up. Hope none of you ever need this!

-Mummy McT

Thursday, 1 February 2007

Owie! - Why a Camera and a Toe Don't Go.

This week i decided that as a big boy i should be able to use Mummy's camera, but Daddy wouldn't let me so when he put the camera down and turned his back to me to pick up Dragon, i pounced. With the cunning, speed, and stealth of a lion i grabbed the camera off the table and ran off with my prize.

Yah, Lion Did It!

Even though I have the speed, the cunning and the stealth of a lion, i still haven't mastered the grace of a lion in motion and dropped the camera on my foot. OWIE! i think that's what tipped off Daddy to the fact that I had the camera. Daddy wasn't interested in excuses like "i tink Little Ogg is browken" (Little Ogg is Lion's name of his feet - Wolf McT) he was more interested in telling me off. It wasn't until Mummy came out that someone listened to me and looked at my toe.

Now my big toe has a nice black hue to it and I love to show it to Daddy. 'Look, little Ogg is black, little Ogg is black'.

i now know that cameras' and running aren't a good thing so Mummy is letting me try my Potoe-graphic skills.

Here is a picture of Black Little Ogg.


-Lion McT