This is her famous words "nuzzing, nuzzing Mommy." When she answers with this Mommy knows she's been up to or into something. Such was the case last night.
Three years ago we took a trip to Branson for Eyore's dance competition. He was four at the time. We took Eyore's big brother plus his cousin. Mommy was eight months pregnant with the Taz I might add. Since this was their first time to Branson Mommy wanted to take in all the sights between competition.
Our first trip was to Silver Dollar City. They had a vendor that made a cast of your hand in colored wax. Big brother had his done in yellow, Eyore and gma had one done holding hands in blue was, and cousin had one done in hot pink. We wrapped them so carefully so they would make the trip home in one piece. They were kept in shoe boxes until recently when Eyore got his own room, then it was proudly displayed on his book shelf. That is untill last night.
Mommy was changing Bee's diaper when Taz walked up to her trying to get something off her hands. She kept rubbing her hands together then brushing them off. Mommy asked her. "What were you into?"
"Nuzzing, nuzzing Mommy."
Mommy knew from that answer she had been into something. She finished with the baby and went upstairs. She didn't have to look very far. At the top of the stairs she saw the trail of tiny, deep blue, waxy pieces leading into Eyore's room. She looked at the bookshelf and saw the empty space where the wax hand once sat.
Another day in the life of the Taz!!!!
Three years ago we took a trip to Branson for Eyore's dance competition. He was four at the time. We took Eyore's big brother plus his cousin. Mommy was eight months pregnant with the Taz I might add. Since this was their first time to Branson Mommy wanted to take in all the sights between competition.
Our first trip was to Silver Dollar City. They had a vendor that made a cast of your hand in colored wax. Big brother had his done in yellow, Eyore and gma had one done holding hands in blue was, and cousin had one done in hot pink. We wrapped them so carefully so they would make the trip home in one piece. They were kept in shoe boxes until recently when Eyore got his own room, then it was proudly displayed on his book shelf. That is untill last night.
Mommy was changing Bee's diaper when Taz walked up to her trying to get something off her hands. She kept rubbing her hands together then brushing them off. Mommy asked her. "What were you into?"
"Nuzzing, nuzzing Mommy."
Mommy knew from that answer she had been into something. She finished with the baby and went upstairs. She didn't have to look very far. At the top of the stairs she saw the trail of tiny, deep blue, waxy pieces leading into Eyore's room. She looked at the bookshelf and saw the empty space where the wax hand once sat.
Another day in the life of the Taz!!!!
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