ravenously casual (censored)

my big brother in Berlin gave me some inspiration to keep working on my German... Pappa has me now and wants my Dutch to progress... My butt is very mad at me too!!!

Pappa broke two canes on my butt so until i get him some new ones i get the carpet beater for the pre-church ”sit still” caning...

Pappa has borrowed this from my Onkel to help “keep me in line”. I will only say that it works... oh, it works alright!

Ergo, and thusly: he shall write 100x in his best penbearship “ i will be a good bear and stop designing dangerous weapons and instead use my powers to help Max defend himself from Dad“  -and then, when i get back home from the USA, he gets a good spanking. With the brush! It is soo tough having responsibilities! Sigh…

being a middle is a great deal of trouble-- getting in it, and out of it is the art we craft to better negotiate our adult lives - or some such hooey. At the moment this was taken i was waiting for the consequences of not being able to get out of trouble. Dad said go to my room and wait for him, and at that moment i could hear him coming...

30% already asleep. 45% yawn and stretch adorably and pad on off with a promise of a tuck-in and story, and the final 25%  waking up to claim they were never asleep and are ready for the midnight monster-movie with melted-chocolate covered popcorn and ice cream! Which leaves me, the middle, who was actually paying attention to the program -and even though Dad got bored and wanted to shut it all down -I really did have some time invested in the narration... and so there is a bit of foot stomping and sulking but truth is i am actually as tired as the little ones and ready to snuggle down in the burrow! Goodnight and sweet dreams....

Not being a native of this area i foolishly thought Lederhosen was gonna protect my butt. Holy Cowhide! Now i know two things for sure: The origin of yodeling and the reason those dogs carry medicinal brandy !!

i would get mad if you woke me up before i wanted to get up, and that would probably do it, so in which case i would spank you SO HARD you would think twice about ever doing it again... ( and if you tell Dad I spanked you, your dead!) You know little Tiger, you could DIE from having your tail tied in a knot! So think about it...

underscore that last bit!

no! because 1 he would never find my secret hiding place and 2 if he did then it would mean that Dad could too so i need a better place! Besides, i can never keep snacks long enough to hide them little Tiger! Or can i??

Truly, the lack of imagination in some so called adults astounds me!