"Send In The Balloons"

Today is a special day for two of my friends.
Send in the balloons!
Today is Birthday Day!
Ice cream and cake and meatloaf, balloons and bubbles, and friends.
What else could we ask for?

Send in the balloons, send in the birthday wishes.
Lets party!

Emmitt Life is art ... Art is Life is 14 years old today.
The party for Emmitts is at his house and we are all invited.
I am floating to Emmitts house in my magic bubble.
I am going to land right on the top of his birthday cake.
The sky is full of bubbles right now,,,,, go look!
Emmitt inspires me to be happy with words of wisdom.
He told me that he is not afraid of getting older.
Emmitt told me that whatever tomorrow may bring- it's all good.
Emmitt smiles at every new day.
Emmitt lives in the moment.

All of these bears are dancing to celebrate Emmitts birthday.
Can you hear the bears singing and dancing?
These bears are from the Mother Bear project..
They all came to celebrate Emmitts birthday.
Happy Birthday sweet Emmitt.

This sweet girl is Brigitte,
Wilma the Pug is the name of her bloggy.

Brigette is 10 years old today.
She is vacationing with her family at the Cod.
I love this photo of her running through the fields.
Brigitte is the leader of our Sunflower Sister Club.
The Sunflower Club was the bestest thing for all us girls,
girls who like to have fun!


Happy Birthday's Brigitte!

My bubble landed and as you can see, I am sitting snuggly inside.
I will be there soon everybody! Let's have some fun!
love
tweedles

"My Happy Clown"

I see you,,,
Do you see me?
I hear you,,,
Do you hear me?
Your smile makes me giggle,,,
Your a Happy Clown
with laughing eyes
Your my imaginary friend.

Your always here
I am never alone....
I never need to search,,,
Sometimes your hiding in the breeze
and you tickle my ears
Sometimes you play peek a boo
from the billowy clouds
And sometimes your a shadow
in the grass
You make me laugh
Your my imaginary friend
Your my Happy Clown

Sometime we play "catch a tiger by the tail"
Sometimes we play,,,,,,
I see you, do you see me?
I hear you,,,,,
Do you hear me?

Sometimes we race
Sometimes we sleep
But no matter what
you always make me smile
Your a Happy Clown to me
your,,,,
my imaginary friend.
Nitey Nite my friends
love
tweedles

"Your A Big Froggy Now"

The bowl began to rock,
And then the bowl began to tilt.
And then it tipped,
and then it rolled,
and they all tumbled out.
The tad poles were hopping
and jumping,
and croaking.

Someone told me,,,
that tad poles grow up, and turn into FROGS!
But, I knew my tad poles
would always be my little tad poles
forever and ever
but,,,,,, I was so wrong.

Look at this tad pole that grew into a giant frog.
My bedroom is full of croaking frogs!
What's a Tweedles to do?

The croaking is getting louder and louder.
And I must do something --- fast!
I must do something, before my moms find out .
I can't let my moms know, that there are frogs in my bed.
That would never do!

And so to the pond,,,
we tiptoed through the grass.
Big frogs and little frogs
all in a row
we hopped and walked and tiptoed.

"Look at this nice pond water, I said to Splash, the biggest frog of all.
There is a giant lilly pad just for you.

Splash croaked , croaked , and croaked until his voice was hoarse.

and then with a big jump
he leaped onto the lilly pad.

Splash, teetered and twirrled
and then sat and stared at me.
I listened to the croaks as he said over and over.

Come jump

Come jump

Come jump

And so, with a flying hop
I jumped as far as I could,,,,

and I landed right on the giant lilly pad,
right next to Splash.

"I know your afraid, I said to Splash-

You got used to the little tad pole bowl."

"Once I was afraid, it was when I was a tiny baby, long, long ago.

I had a home where I lived with my brothers and sisters.
It was a safe little home
And then one day
my forever moms came
and took me to my forever home.
My moms sang to me everyday,
and now I am not afraid anymore."


Your a big frog now.
This pond is your forever home.
Now its time for you to go jump and splash and croak
with all your friends.
I will come see you everyday-
We will be forever friends.

Nitety nite my friends
love
tweedles

"Spots on the Ground"

The moon had begun her long, long journey
of creeping across the darkest night sky.
My friend Owlbert, was hooting from the tree tops.
Sometimes I could hear Owlbert hoot "tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow.
I was thinking and wondering,
I was tossing and turning.

I tried to sleep,,,,, but mostly I was thinking about,,,,,
TOMORROW,,,, the word Owlbert hooooooted.

Soon the sun rays were shining through the window.
I found star dust on my pillow as I opened my eyes.
Magical star dust.
It was morning. It was time to rise and shine.
I ran downstairs.
I ran to see, if mama was fixing my breakfast.
Mama was standing in the window, looking outside.
She was looking up onto the mountain, where the forest trees stood.
She had binoculars and could not stop looking.
She kept saying "Look Tweedles"
And so mama picked me up in her arms, so I could see.
Standing in the meadow,
surrounded by the forest trees was a deer,( a Doe.)
Swet was pouring down the deers face.
Her ears twisted around and around as she listened, and watched for danger.
Her tummy and back were twitching, and twisting and knarled looking.
Then we saw something in her tummy move.
I think she might have a tummy ache.
"Oh my gosh" I thought. "I hate tummy aches."
I wanted to go help. But mama said no.
"What's a Tweedles to do"?
The air was filled with birds singing.
The forest was humming softly, and quietly.
We watched for hours,
and then we could not see her anymore.
Maybe she layed down to take a nap.

Through out the day,
I thought
and thought
and wondered.
I thought about the little deer.
Soon the evening birds began to chirp their night songs.
Frogs began to croak.
The evening dew was beginning to settle on the grass.
The forest began to sing.
"Why is the forest singing"? I wondered.
I looked outside gazing at the night shadows
and right there before my eyes - was the deer, and,,,,,,,,,,,
a baby with white spots.
Both of my moms and I, watched as the mama deer walked proudly across the yard showing off her fawn.
The little fawn pranced, and then it ran and hopped- playing games with its own shadow.
We watched them disappear, as they climbed the trail up into the forest.
I have a feeling the forest will sing all night.
Every star in the sky will shine brite and all the trees will sing.

Mama deer left her baby in our yard, for us to baby set.
She left it here for me to play with- I just know it!

This is mama deer and her baby.


I am looking in these flowers for the baby deer.
I am looking for spots on the ground.

These flowers are "forget me not's".
I will never forget the magic that happened on my mountain.
Nitey nite my friends
love
tweedles

"The SunFlower Club Edition- Sequoia and Tuni"

Hi everyone
My friend Wilma http://wilmathepug.blogspot.com/ started a Girls Club.
A club for all of us who like to have fun.
I like to have fun, so I joined.
The club is called the Sunflower Club,, (see our banner)

The club is a way for us girls (and Salinger) to have fun
(Girls just wanna have fun) la la la.
and,,,, it is also a way for us to think of others.

Sometimes we get caught on the wheel, of our own merry go round.
Sometimes we are busy catching dragon flys in jars,,,,,,
and then sometimes we jump off the merry go round and STOP
,,,, like we are doing today.
Today I stop and give Tribute to Sequoia and Tuni.
http://sequoia-apugslife.blogspot.com/
Let me begin,,,,,,,,,,,,
Sequoia and Tuni , and their mommy and daddy are on a big journey.
They are moving from Virginia Beach , and going clear across the United States- to the West.
Their destination is Whidbey Island in Washington, where they will have a new home.
Their daddy is one of America's Hero's.
Their daddy is in the U.S Navy.
Both Sequoia and Tuni, are daddys girls.
Of course they are mama's girls too.
But sometimes, there is that specials little something, with daddys and their little girls.
Right now, their little car is somewhere on the map- between here and there.
We all are sending special bubbles to guide them on their way for a safe trip.
Fly bubbles- fly to my friends and keep them safe.

This is our cute little friend Sequoia. She is 3.9 years old.
One of Sequoia's favorite things in the whole world is night time snuggling with her dad.
Sequoia's nick names: (Meatball, Prancey Toes and Froggy.)
(ps Anakin and Sequoia are sweet on each other)
On Sundays, Sequoia has "Sunday's with Sequoia, on her bloggy.

This is sweet little Tuni.
I love this little nick name (Tuni Woons), Stinky, Boo Boo, Tuni woonies..
Tuni is charming 12 years old.
Everyone loves the Tuni tongue (skratchy dry kisses from little Tuni.)
Isn't she a doll?
Tuni has a special love too- he is Winston from Canada!
On Tuesday- Tuni has "Tuni Talk on her bloggie"

Before I say goodbye to my first edition for the SunFlower Club write up,
I wanted to tell you that some of our friends have got the sickies.
Some of them just don't feels so good.


I want to fill the sky
with bubbles.
Bubbles of love
floating here
and floating there
to make all our friends
feel betters..
I am sending my magic bubbles to Pearl, Sequoia, Stubby, Gunther, Foo, and Sasha.
And I will also send bubbles to anyones name I forgot and need a bubble love too.
One more thing,,, a new friend who's name is Barbara at
http://ifididnthaveasenseofhumor.blogspot.com/ visited me, and she reminded me that sometimes humans need touches of bubbles too, so I am sending more bubbles for all my human friends. I am glad she reminded me.
Nitey nite my friends
love
Tweedles