February 27, 2011

Potty Training

Mommy Maggy thinks it time you learn to go potty like a big ABie. I went to the store and bought you some pull-ups because that is what abies wear when they get too big for diapers. Now remember while you are playing, if you feel like you have to go to the bathroom , just come tell Mommy and I will put you on the potty, if you go in the potty then Mommy will reward you with that toy you were looking at in the store the other day. But if you don’t tell Mommy and you go in your pull ups, Mommy will have to punish you, pull those pants down and give you a hard spanking, then put you back in diapers, until you can learn to be a big abie.   Mommy Maggy Mommy Maggy thinks it time you learn to go potty like a big boy. I went to the store and bought you some pull–ups because that is what babies wear when they get too big for diapers. Now remember while you are playing, if you feel like you have to go to the bathroom , just come tell Mommy and I will put you on the potty, if you go  in the potty then Mommy will reward you with that toy you were looking at in the store the other day. But if you don’t tell Mommy and you go in your big boy pull ups, Mommy will have to punish you, pull those pants down and give you a hard spanking, then put you back in diapers, until you can learn to be a big boy. Mommy Maggy
February 13, 2011

Sissy Gift

I found the perfect little Valentine’s gift for that special sissy!  It will keep that itsy bitsy little thing of theirs in a neat, itsy bitsy little package, safely put away where they can’t get at it.  After all, all good little sissy’s know they are not allowed to touch it without mommy’s permission, now don’t they?  And it is a constant reminder of their place and who and what they really are – a very tiny, very feminine sissy!!   Happy Valentine’s Day!   Maggy
February 7, 2011

The Cat and the Moon

The cat went here and there and the moon spun round like a top, and the nearest kin of the moon, the creeping cat, looked up. Black Minnaloushe stared at the moon, for, wander and wail as he would, the pure cold light in the sky troubled his animal blood. Minnaloushe runs in the grass lifting his delicate feet. Do you dance, Minnaloushe, do you dance? When two close kindred meet, what better than call a dance? Maybe the moon may learn, tired of that courtly fashion, a new dance turn Minnaloushe creeps through the grass from moonlit place to place, the sacred moon overhead has taken a new phase. Does Minnaloushe know that his pupils will pass from change to change, and that from round to crescent, from crescent to round they range? Minnaloushe creeps through the grass alone, important and wise, and lifts to the changing moon his changing eyes. William Butler Yeats (1865-1939) Lorraine
January 29, 2011

Bath Time

There is nothing like ending a busy day with a warm bath, complete with bubbles and a rubber ducky and all your favorite bath toys. Playing and splashing and giggling ‘til both of us are completely wet. I would lather your hair and make funny shapes with the shampoo, then gently lean you back so I could rinse all the bubbles out of your hair, making sure not to get a single drop of suds in your eyes. A warm fluffy towel would be next to snuggle around you, drying you completely, then and a heavy dousing of sweet smelling baby powder, followed by a diapering and freshly laundered jammies to keep you safe and warm throughout the night. Yes, there is nothing like bath time at the end of a busy day. Mommy Maggy
January 24, 2011

The Canary

Mary had a little bird, With feathers bright and yellow, Slender legs-upon my word, He was a pretty fellow! Sweetest notes he always sung, Which much delighted Mary; Often where his cage was hung, She sat to hear Canary. Crumbs of bread and dainty seeds She carried to him daily, Seeking for the early weeds, She decked his palace gaily. This, my little readers, learn, And ever practice duly; Songs and smiles of love return To friends who love you truly. Silvie Elizabeth Turner
January 16, 2011

All Better

Aww, does my little one have a cold? Feeling all icky inside?  Mommy will make it all better.  I’ll get you in your coziest pjs, wrap you up tight in your softest blanky, and tuck you in tight, like a bug in a rug!  Then I’ll spoon feed you some chicken soup, and read you your favorite story and even hide your medicine in a spoon of sugar, hehe!  Then I will hold you and rock you ‘til you fall fast asleep in my arms until at last I have chased those yuckies away! See, mommy knows how to make it all better! Mommy Maggie 1-888-430-2010
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