Wax on! (Karate Kid anyone?)

So, dad and I have been spending an inordinate amount of time together as mom has to try to

deal with all the stuff going on down here in Greensboro. Frankly, I've have enough of old Papi, so today when I reached my limit, I knocked his hat off, and when he leaned forward to readjust, I punched him in the nose - Steven Seagal would have been proud. While some people find this kind of violence offensive, I found it to be a bit therapeutic....it was like a weight being lifted. It actually made me smile. Now, someone bring me my mother before I have to throw down again!

Giddyup!

So, mom has not been in a very happy mood as of late, so I decide that the best cure for what ales her, was to play horsey! For those of you who are not familiar with this game, it entails me stilling on mom's back, digging my heals into her sides and yanking on small handfuls of hair....as you can no doubt tell, its a great game! Although mom might not have enjoyed the game quite as much as I, she did seem to be pretty amused by my less than graceful dismount onto my face.

Heart of Sadness, Diaper of Poo.

Well, we are on the road. Yesterday mom and Aunt Maggie loaded me up and we took off from home on our way to Greensboro at 4:45am. It was a long day, but we all made it. One of the things I've learned so far is that I need a bigger sized diaper, because the one I was wearing just don't hold the load, so to speak.

Mom and Aunt Maggie and V are doing okay. Sad, but they are keeping busy with the details. I've gotten to meet some family I never knew I had...not really sure what the official name for my Grandfather's sister is, but I got to meet her and her family, all very nice people....even though I was kind of a wreck after spending all day on planes.

Anyway, the ladies are working on the details and I'll pass them along when I know them.

Toodles.

Papa Bear has left the building!

Usually my posts are a bit on the angry side but today everyone in our house is

more than sad. I am usually the one that does all the crying but my Mom seems to think its a contest now. According to my Mom & Dad my Grand-Papa Bear has gone to "Bear Heaven". 

From what she has told me, he was an amazing person that would have always made me feel loved and accepted me for me no matter how many tantrums or poopy diapers! (wow!) I think I missed out getting to know him but lucky for me........        my Mom says he will always be looking out for me and that he loved me more than words can express - so I figure its not so bad. He must have been an incredible person for my Mom to miss him so much when he has hardly been gone that long!

Really? I have ANOTHER one?

Okay, so you wont believe this but it turns out that I have another Grandmother! This one came all the way from a place called Buffalo (I thought that was just a nickname Dad gave Mom!?!) Anywho, she makes me laugh and calls me "Honey" all the time AND brought me this awesome duck that quacks on & on...faaaantastic!