Our Nativity

Hi, it's me, Klu the Christmas Bear. (Huh, huh, that was funny. Christmas Bear. Huh, huh.)

Today me and the other kids decided to make our own nativity scene. I was the Three Wise Men. Dars was Mother Mary. Bruno was Mr. Joseph. Wilburina was one of the sheep in the manger. Janna Ganna was the angel that sang, "Hark the herald angels sing." (That's my favorite Christmas carol ever.) And Speedy was the Baby Jesus, wrapped in swaddlin' clothes, 'cept we couldn't make him take off his bling. Here's a picture of us makin' our own nativity scene.



Big Mummy told me that the Three Wise Men looked 'doringly at the Baby Jesus when they gave him gold and frank-sense and mirr. (I don't know how to spell those words, but that's what the Three Wise Men brought the Baby Jesus.) Here's some pictures of me lookin' 'doringly at the Baby Jesus after I gave him my gold and stuff. (We did some pretendin' that the gourd was my gift to the Baby Jesus.)




Wilbs was the best sheep in the manger I ever saw. Here's a picture of her dressed up as a sheep.



Janna Ganna did lots of singin' while we were makin' our nativity. She was the best angel I ever saw. She sang "Hark the Herald Angels Sing," and "Away In The Manger" and "Jingle Bells Rock" and lots of other Christmas songs for the Baby Jesus.



Speedy got tired of bein' wrapped up in his swaddlin' clothes, so we decided to play something else. But he was the best Baby Jesus I ever saw.

Love,
Klu

PS. I love Christmas a lot.

Attacked By Evil Kitty

Hi, um, it's me, Klu the Bear.

I was gonna write a post 'bout how we're babysittin' a kitty this weekend and how it's the 'citin'-est thing ever, but now I'm gonna write a post 'bout how it's the scariest thing ever. That's cuz the kitty we're babysittin' goes back and forth from Nice Kitty to Evil Kitty really fast. (Her real name's Ella, but I just call her Nice Kitty or Evil Kitty.)

Here's a picture of her when she's bein' Nice Kitty. Isn't she the best kitty you ever saw?



Nice Kitty was doin' some nice playin' on the floor with her stick and her wad of paper. Here's a picture of her bein' Nice Kitty and doin' some nice playin'.



I wanted to do some playin' with her, as long as she stayed bein' Nice Kitty. So I went and sat on the floor by her. I really wanted to do some playin' but I was feelin' a little nervous she might turn into Evil Kitty.



Nice Kitty saw me sittin' on the floor and she came over. First she just did some sniffin'. She's kinda big, so I sat real still while she did some sniffin', even though her whiskers were ticklin' me.



Then she gave me a kinda nice hug, 'cept she pushed me over with her back feet.



Then she threw me to the ground, but she was still kinda givin' me a hug.



Then she got me into a paw lock.



Then all the sudden she turned into Evil Kitty and started bitin' my ear. I got scared and held my paws over my head. Here's a picture of Evil Kitty bitin' my ear and me holdin' my paws over my head.



Then Evil Kitty went completely 'zerk. She grabbed me in the neck and started flingin' me everywhere.



I tried hittin' her, pow POW, but she's just kept flingin' me and flingin' me. It was the scariest thing ever. I had to shout for Big Mummy to rescue me. Here's a picture of Evil Kitty flingin' me everywhere, and Big Mummy rescuin' me.



As soon as Big Mummy rescued me, Evil Kitty turned back into Nice Kitty.



I don't like Evil Kitty very much.

Love,
Klu the Bear

PS. My ear hurts where she bit it.

Gettin' Out the Christmas Lights

Hi, um, it's me, Klu the Bloggin' Bear.

Big Mummy started getting out the Christmas decorations today, cuz it's almost Christmas. (I like Christmas a lot, you know.) She put the lights on the floor and plugged them in to see if they worked. Dars got all 'cited and started hoppin' around in the lights, wearin' her Santa hat. Here's a picture of Dars doin' some hoppin' in the lights, wearin' her Santa hat.



Dars did some hoppin', and then she made a 'scovery: one set of lights wasn't workin'. Here's a photo of Dars makin' a 'scovery.



While Dars was busy makin' her 'scovery, Wilbs was doin' some 'vestigatin'. Here's a photo of Wilbs 'vestigatin' a bag of ornaments from Ikea (that's from Sweden, where I'm from, cuz I'm a Swedish-Scottish-'Merican bear, you know.) You can see Dars in the background gettin' frustrated cuz she couldn't make the lights go on.



Dars got really frustrated cuz the lights wouldn't go on, so she kicked them. Here's a photo of Dars kickin' the lights. But that didn't make them go on either. They didn't go on till Big Mummy 'scovered that string wasn't plugged in.



Wilbs and Dars looked so cute in their Santa costumes that I made them pose in Uncle Kerms's chair for a portrait. 'Cept Wilbs doesn't really look like an elf. She looks more like a Christmas tube.





Isn't Dars the cutest duck you ever saw?

Love,
Klu the Bear

PS. I can't wait till Christmas.

Playin' Space Ranger

Hi, um, it's me, Space Ranger. (Huh, huh, it's really me, Klu the Bear).

Big Mummy went to the eye doctor today, and she got a weird sunglasses curly thing. So we decided to play that I was Space Ranger. Space Ranger, pow, POW! Here's a picture of me standin' in front of my spaceship, bein' Space Ranger, and wearin' the weird sunglasses curly thing. (My spaceship is really the coffee maker, but we were doin' some pretendin'.)



Speedy decided he wanted to play Space Ranger too, so he came along in my spaceship. My Big Daddy, (that's Uncle Kerms), let me use his Blackberry for our central console. Here's a picture of us gettin' ready to launch our spaceship from our central console.



We did some flyin' through the universe, stoppin' all them bad guys. Speedy was really fierce, fightin' them bad guys, 'specially cuz he was wearin' his bling. I write another post 'bout Speedy's bling soon. I didn't get no pictures of us flyin' through the universe, stoppin' all them bad guys, cuz we were too busy stoppin' all them bad guys.

Love,
Space Ranger (Klu the Bear)

Life Is Kinda Back To Normal Now, I Think

Hi, it's me, Klu, the famous bloggin' bear. 'Cept I didn't do no bloggin' for a long, long time, cuz Big Mummy and Uncle Kerms were busy gettin' married. Gettin' married makes a lot of c'motion. But now they're done gettin' married, so I can do some bloggin' again. 'Sides, it's winter, and winter is a good time for bloggin', when it's doin' some snowin' outside.

Um, I got to go along on Big Mummy and Uncle Kerms's honeymoon. We went to a place called Zion that has the biggest cliffs I ever saw. Here's a picture of me watchin' out the front window of the car, lookin' at the biggest cliffs I ever saw.



Now that my Big Mummy and Uncle Kerms got married, he's 'fficially my daddy, but we decided I'm still gonna call him Uncle Kerms. I tried to call him Papa Kerms for a little while, but I kept forgettin', cuz his name has always been Uncle Kerms. It's confusin' to change what your name is. I've got a new last name now, cuz Uncle Kerms 'dopted me, but I can't tell you what it is on my blog cuz I've gotta stay 'nonymous. But that's okay cuz everyone mostly calls me Klu Man Chu anyway. That's my nickname, Klu Man Chu. Uncle Kerms calls me that, 'cept when he calls me Little Man. I like it when he calls me Little Man.

Um, I wrote a lot of stuff, so I'm gonna stop writing now.

Love,
Klu the Bear

I Just Felt Like Doin' Some Bloggin'

Um, hi, it's me, Klu the Bear. I decided I felt like writin' a post for my blog, Get A Klu. I haven't done much bloggin' for a long time. That's cuz my Big Mummy and Uncle Kerms are gettin' married next week. Weddings take up a lot of bloggin' time. I've got lots of 'sponsibilities cuz I'm the ring bear. This is the second time I'm gonna be the ring bear. The first time was for Auntie E's wedding.

That's all I can think of for my post.

Love,
Klu the Bear

More Stuff That Roma's Learnin'

Hi, it's me, Klu. But this isn't a post by me. This is a post by Roma. I miss Roma somethin' fierce. Here's the post she wrote. I'm glad she's doin' some postin', cuz sometimes I can't think of nothin' to do some bloggin' 'bout.

Love,
Klu the Bear

PS. I wish I could see a moose.

Dear Klu,

You know I like learning ‘bout stuff, and moose are really, really interesting. I’ve been learning lots about them in books and on the internet (my dad helps me use the mouse for the computer).

Here’ a picture of a baby moose. They are SO different than human babies.



Moose babies are called calves. They can stand up in one day (my mom told me I couldn’t stand up ‘til I was like 9 months old!) AND they can swim when they are two weeks old. Can you believe it?

Mama moose are very protective of their calves (that means they take really good care of their kids) and they will chase people if they get too close. Moose can run super duper fast even though they look kinda clumsy sometimes because their front legs are longer than their back legs! They can run as fast as a car -- up to 35 miles per hour. I can’t even ride my bike that fast (though Uncle Kerms can, for sure).

Calves stop drinking their mom’s milk after about six months, and they only stay with their mom until they are one year old. Then they go out into the forest on their own. Would you be scared to live in a forest if you were one year old, Klu? I know you’re a bear and all, but wouldn’t you be scared? That’s really young to try and be all grown up already.

I’m glad I don’t have to live in the forest all by myself. I like living with my Big Mummy and Papa. We are moving to a house in the forest soon, but I get to stay inside at night by the cosy fire. Maybe my mama and papa will let me roast marshmallows. Could you come and visit me, Klu and all the kids? We could roast marshmallows together, ‘kay?