Mother's Day is May 8th :)

tiny chumley's voice in the cyber world will be in whispers for the next few days, due mostly to the social demands of the real world and random walls in our house that desperately need painting. hopefully, things will come together quickly, and we will be back on schedule next week.  

in the meanwhile, with Mother's Day now less than a month away, please feel free to visit our little etsy shop to spy and score tiny chumley's latest and very royally cute Mother's Day card :) 

hee hee, mom, well, I know I just had one but when we are done with all our work this week, well do u think maybe we can celebrate with more frenchy fries?

frenchy fraiku

tiny frenchy fry,

so tasty and delicious.

please, I want some more :)

- baxter, 9.3 years old, on a sunny Sunday afternoon 

#trueWolfStories part 2 (guts and glory)

 




...so i'm like "hrop thith one thoo?? dhad, you're kiddingh hme. the whole reathon hwhy hwe hwent thlooking hin hower backhyard hwas hthoo theck and hthee if there were henny more. i caughth hit hfair andh thquare." 













 

then the hungry wolf in me decided, "hnope. hnope. hnoth afther hlast thime no thirree. hnot gonna hrop it. hen-oh-capithal peeth."
































it seemed like things were going nowhere, but then i had an idea. "hey hmom, hdo u hrememberr hwhat hwe talkedth habout hearlier? hafter the hfirth bunny? hif u hlet me do hthat hthen i hwill hrop it.  do hew haff a hdeal?"


"i hthaid, do hwe haff a hdeal?"

yesssss!

and that, my friends, ends the reenactment portion of our #trueWolfStories for today. thank u anton the little lion for volunteering to play the role of bunny numero dos. 

now duk duk, if you would pull the blinds so we can start the video portion of our - what's that, lil pink puppy? oh yeppies the second bunny i caught was like a whole week older so naturally it was bigger, just like anton here. it was probably my biggest catch to date as a wolf, really. i know, so impressive, right?  and, yeppies it hopped away, back into the periwinkle patch where i cannot tinkle in for the next few weeks because mom says they need to get bigger and smarter.   any more questions?

well, lulu the tiger, u see, me and duk duk pretty much knew mom would never let us record and post what we really would want to if i ever caught a bunny and gave it the real wolf treatment, so we came up with a discreet but awesome design we could use to post a picture of my wolfy success facebook and instagram, and we came up with a plan on how we could make a video that would pretty much capture the essence of what we know would happen when a wolf uknowhats a bunny, without it, being, well u know, too #rawwwry. so mom agreed to let us do all that. speaking of which, without further ado, please now enjoy the video portion of our #trueWolfStories.  Ladies and gentlewolves, me and duk duk present to u, guts and glory. :)

#trueWolfStories as reenacted to friends (part 1)

...so she finally comes back to the deck and by now i'm at the door waiting to for someone to open it and i'm like, 'hmom, hlooky!! hno hinner hfor hme hthankth cuth i cauth hmine! hcan hyou pleeth hopen hthe hdoor hnow htho i can heath hit inthide hon hmy hthnackie blankee?'  

only i do not think she could hear a word i said over all that screaming.  then,  when she finally stops and tells me to u know what...

..i'm like, 'hrop it? harr hyou hidding hme??'  but i do,  because i thought maybe she just wanted come close and see it better because really who would not want to see that, right? especially since otherwise i am pretty sure all she could see were tiny feet sticking out, what with my mouth being so ferocious and wolfy big.

anyhow,  i dropped it, but she stayed where she was standing and she called me to come to her which i'm like, well, okay, duk duk's inside and none of the dopeys are out, so yeah, sure, let's go get dad bcuz i bet he will want to see it too.
 
so mom carries me to the front where dad was mowing the lawn and she blah blah blahs then dad blah blah blahs and then we all go back to admire it but dad gets the shovel and next thing i know and long story short, no bunny stew for dinner ...



 










...but yeppies.. (ptoo)... thank u, blinky,  for volunteering to help me with my reenactment and maybe now if u could just lie still on the plate i brought for just another minute,  just so everybuddy can get a feel for size, yes?  yes like, oh yes like that... now, where was i? oh i know! what happens a week later.... (to be continued) :)

back seat wolf

hee hee well yes, mom, I do have a very nice snoozer bed. but, well, aside from the fact that I spied a snackie u dropped weeks ago on the floors down wanted to get at it...well,  aside from that u see..

...to stay in tip top shape, even on short car rideys like this one, a growing wolf really needs to stretch his ferocious legs every so often. :) 

plans within plans

hee hee, yep u got us mom! we were totally trying to april fool u into believing we would actually want 2 read something, but in retrospect i guess it was a pretty lame-o idea bc u know us so well. hey, speaking of well, well i guess me and duk duk will put everything away and maybe we will just lie here in the nice warm sun for a while.  so, if u do not mind, maybe me and duk duk will catch up with u in the sewing room in, o, i dunno, maybe a few hours?. :)

(...annnd, she's gone!  phew! okay, duk duk,  let's hurry up and do this!)

"Danny Dunn and the Homework Machine", by jay williams and raymond abrashkin.  boy u r right, duk duk,  finally, i think we have found a book worth reading.  i sure hope it comes with technical drawings, dontchoo? :)

three cups for a quarter

hee hee hee, almost ready! oh, hey little miss julia, when u come back with with the sugar, cups, and spoons, do not forget the poster board and markers so we can make our sign and then we will be ready for business! :)

matters of fact

Despite all the yellow pollen around him, tiny chumley and his bright brown eyes get extra glinty this time of year when we go outside. it's the start of digging season, the little kielbasa tells me with every ounce of yearning that his little body can muster. time to work on our holes for this year's daffodil plantings.

It doesn't matter that the daffodils we planted in prior seasons haven't finished blooming yet.  It doesn't matter that he knows a paw wash and a wet nose wipe will be the end to his otherwise very satisfactory excavating adventures. And  It doesn't matter that when I stand outside in all that pollen - watching and often helping my little bulldozer clear roots and rocks so that his paws can dig deeper - it doesn't matter that the orifices in my head become an itchy, inflamed, and runny mess.  

All that matters, is that he digs the holes he knows he must dig.  And having a happy, sated little wolf is all that matters to me. :) 

 

mom, if u r ready to have me dig again just whistle ok? oh and maybe unlatch the gate if it is not too much trouble :)

(as tall as a giraffe)

 
 

sometimes i wish i were as tall as a giraffe,

and if it were just a little cheaper,

i'd be okay with being just half. :)

- baxter, 9.25 years old

 

please don't chomp the toesies

okay, mom, u may photograph my ferocious wolf arm and paw, but please, do not chomp the toesies :)

strawberry funday

..hee hee, ninety eight, eleventy threeve, five hundred gibbensie sevix, ocho cinco diez...

um, sorry, mom, I know u asked me to set the table but can it wait bc if I can hold out for another twenty fouree two seconds, then I win and madwilly said this strawberry is totally mine :) 

nyah

..and that, mom, is concrete, irrefutable evidence as to why it was not me making all that racket just now, but that dopey roscoe that lives over there. so nyah.  nyah, nyah, nyah nyah nyah!

hey speaking of nyah, how bout u, me-nyan-dad all hop in the car and go get ourselves a super swirl nilly chocowafer cone with rainbow fetti sprinkles and a maraschino cherry on top? each. bcuz, u know, diets are what tomorrows are for. 

(crickets)

okay, i am very sorry i nyahed you, mom, and i promise i will not do it ever again. now may we please get a fun fun cone? :) :)

vitamin D

 

mom, you know how they say you are what you eat...well, i just wanted to ask, well, okay, i like my kibble and all but...

....do u think maybe i could start eating more dinosaur meat? :)

thank u and please give the little misses my regards

...hee hee hee, hee hee hee, and then duk duk, hee hee hee, hee hee hee, and then duk duk got up and everybuddy could see it was all smooshed there on his...hee hee hee o what happened yesterday was so funny I cannot stop laughing mom..

hee hee hee.. wait, do u smell something? (sniff..sniff sniff..sniff...sniff sniff sniff)  (sniff sniff) hmmmm...(sniff..sniff sniff)...is that? is that what I think it is? (sniff sniff sniff)...

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew...

 hey cassie, I know u r standing way over there in your yard but we still smell your cooties way over here in my yard and your stink is totally ruining things so can u please either stand downwind more or take a bath already? thank u and please give the little misses my regards.  

reading music :)

..b sharp, b sharp, b sharp,  pee flat, half snake, d, d, d...pee flat, b sharp, falcon, pee minor, half snake, b, d, b sharp, b sharp, pee minor..

karty kar

 

uh-huh, yes i see.  yes, paws free starting is a very nice feature. and the interior does feel really roomy...oh, very serious i woiuld say. probably in the next month or so, really.  well, probably not a trade-in because u really cannot find a pedal car as cool as ours anymore. but,  for every day we were thinking an upgrade would be nice. something with a roof for when it rains, and maybe something bigger so we can haul more stuff.  this karty kar is practically perfect, i think.  what with the kart in back, it can haul at least a trebuchet, and probably a walrus, too, right mister? o pardon me, hang on a sec...
 

(pfweeeeEEEEooOOooOOoooot!)

hee hee, fooo-whee that was so ripe,  my friend duk duk would have totally passed out on that one.  well, mister, at least we know now that the air circulation is very good. now let me just see how the turn sig-

hey hey, wait, i am not done ...no, i am very serious about making a purchase in the very near - no mister really...mooooooom!

candy dish

mom, are u sure these are for guests only? :)

je suis un loup

oooOOOoooOOoooo, classic breton stripes! and a dapper dyed red silk scarf and hand blocked cashmere beret, all in me size! i guess u are right mom, with all this stuff u made, we will not need the plan b outfit for our card project at all!

thank u miss Debbi :)

hee hee, i know, we do have the best friends don't we? I mean, clip on poopie? only your bestest friends would know to send u that, right? okay, before can take it 2 school and write our thank u card, mom said we should really read the wolfy note that miss Debbi sent too, so here goes.. 

"dear..dear.." wait, everything is all fuzzy. duk duk can u please pull my glasses out from your favorite rock pouch? yeah I know, otters really are cool. did u find it? 

no, that's our favorite rock. the one we will use for cracking oysters on our tummies if we are ever lucky enough to find some. u can put that back...no, that's pocket brontosaurus! I wondered where he went. put him back for now and later we pull him out for show and tell today...no, that's the bubblegum we found under the table at the park.  put that ba- ooo, wait, gimme that for later - it is so hard, I should probably start rechewing it now so it will be nice and soft for doing u know whats after school today...no, that's the sandpaper we will need for the poop shaped derby cars... no, that's just a - o wait, those are my glasses. I thought we put my crystal horn rims in your pocket but I guess not. wow, how did they get so scratchy? o well. I think I can still see out of them okay.

see, I told u that hole u got from toyfriend club would come in handy. you and otters are so luckee. okay, now where were we? "dear Baxter...

scenes from makey world

This week between appointments and the demands of real life, tiny chumley and I have started work on a tiny commissioned card project, which not only promises makey challenges and tons of cuteness, but the gratifying reward of being able to help make someone's special occasion even more so. :) 

well, I think this works pretty good, mom. but let's go ahead and make one with our Plan A fabric so that way we have options when we do the photo shoot :)