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Wrestling with Pooh-san




It is a common knowledge (at least to most of our friends) that we love Pooh-san and his friends. Our love for him is so much that we have a vast collection of anything Pooh-ish. And that includes Pooh-san in varying sizes and in different attire.

In this photo, Luke is happily wrestling with the biggest Pooh-san we have here in Japan (you bet we have another big one back home), and the rest are scattered around our room.

This is a common sight in our house, so just imagine how I manage to put all things in order after every playtime. And please don't ask if I ever get tired of doing so... ya know my answer. ;)


At home in Kameari
Sometime in January 2007

Gudbye, dear Poohbear shoes!

Oh, boy! What happened to your shoes?

This pair of shoes has been of service to Luke's gentle feet for so many months, and so far the longest foot buddy my little boy has ever have. It is quite obvious if one day, you'll see this lovely pair in the trash bin. But somehow, my heart is so attached to it that it pains me to put it away.

As a mother, I feel so uncaring if I don't buy him a new pair. So, I did buy him one almost two weeks ago. I've been wanting to do it even before the old pair has been "desperately impaired". I was waiting for the SALE day to come, but I guess it will never come, so I've taken a big step in buying him a good pair of shoes, with eyes closed. ;)

Ah well, obviously, his new footwear doesn't have any traces of a Poohbear design -- not even a pale shadow of my fave Disney character. But, it does look equally beautiful and elegant, doesn't it? What more, it looks pretty good on him.

With this new shoes, I hope that he'll soon learn to walk by himself, and he'll find courage to make a few steps without an aid. ;)

Best buddies

New and bigger toys

How many toys does this little boy already have since his birth? I don't know. I haven't counted them all yet. Besides, I don't have much time to count them all, for my time is normally devoted to cleaning and clearing all the cluttered toys around our house. Do I get tired of clearing up the mess? Hmm, well I guess sometimes. But as a mother, I shouldn't, for it's part of my [very challenging] job to keep the house in order amidst a perennial disorder. As long as my toddler is in the business of throwing his toys (and all other things) here and there, I shall be in the business of throwing the same back into their proper places (and I mean in every corner). I guess these are just all part of his toddlerhood. I'll let him be, for soon he'll be able to learn the meaning of the words "in order" and "clean".

To add to the clutter are new sets of toys which we bought for him in a recent bazaar. He was all smiles when we handed him his newfound friend Poohbear, whom he cuddles and playfully wrestles with every now and then. The bear is a bit big for him right now but that doesn't matter to him. He has found a playmate, sleepingmate and a buddy. And he likes to kiss the bear's nose. ;)

He also now has a Sesame Street Amusement Park to play with all day long.

While it gives me joy to buy these toys for my young man (as he naturally delights in them), it also brings some unforeseen not-so-good effects on him. I am talking about his time for napping, especially in the afternoon. Because he is very eager to play with his new toys, he forces himself not to go to sleep, even if he is obviously sleepy (my hints: scratching his neck, rubbing his eyes, tantrums, etc.) To tell you honestly, it gets more difficult for this active kid to take a nap; a longer nap, that is. And, soon as he opens up his eyes, all he wants to do is practise walking around the house and playing with his toys.

Me and my buddy

Isn't it great to play with my silly ol' bear all day long? Yes, it is. ;)

Here's the newest addition to our Pooh collection -- a towel ring (together with some Pooh-inspired towels of varying sizes and colors) given to us by a Japanese couple from Sapporo -- thanks Rich and Tomo-san! I tried to hang myself on it, just like a towel would do, but obviously I am too big for it. :) So I just let my buddy sit on my head instead, and be my helmet. :D

I wonder if Pooh can play hullahoop with his giant ring. Hmmm ...

Pooh-ish, still!

Ya know, this little boy is surrounded with Pooh-inspired things -- any thing that you can think of. From clothes to clothing accessories, CDs, toys, calendar, cups, all kinds of clock, and even diapers!

This one here is the latest addition, proudly glued as a desktop theme in Dadi's laptop. Can you spot coy-coy in the picture?


Credits: Dadi made the "manipulation"; image from Disney's.

Tiggery look

Yeah, Luke is sooo Tigger-y today. This is just one of his winter outfits. Not so costly, but classy huh, and looks very authentic. ;)

Oh, but unlike the incredibible, invincibible bouncing Tigger (one of Pooh's friends), this little tigger here doesn't bounce, but rather crawl.

Ok, TTFN. (tata for now, Tigger's famous line for saying bye/gtg)