Thursday, November 21, 2013

Toddler Fun with Bubbles and a Bowl

I know! I know! I barely started my blog and I am already slackin' on posts!  Well, in my defense, I do chase around a 2 1/2 year old boy and have to keep him entertained so there will be NO melt downs!!!! Everyone with children knows, WE DON'T WANT THAT!!!!  So, sometimes I fall into the cloud of caring for my child and I get to come up for air here & there! Like now, for instance!  Haha!

Today it has been raining all day long! What do you do to keep an energetic toddler at bay?  Well, if you're like me you peruse Pinterest for ideas on how to keep the youngin' busy!  I came across a Pin about using good ol' fashioned dish soap (like a 1/4 teaspoon) and some water in a large bowl and add straws!  INSTANT FUN!!!!

 
It didn't take the lil Mr. long before he caught onto how to use the straw to blow & make lots of bubbles!!!

 
 
 
Then he used the straw to pop them, swoosh them around, make some more bubbles, make a mess, clean it up (amazing, I know!) and ya know, that kept him entertained for over an hour!!!! Happy Mommy right here! 
 
 
Here are a few other ideas for entertaining your Toddler with stuff you most likely have lying around the house! These are O'lovely & Lil Mr. approved!!! ;o)
 
 
 
 
 
Tape some painters tape to outline tile floor and give your toddler a broom & tell them to "play the sweep game", have them sweep little small toys, marbles, rice, whatever small that you have that is easy for them to sweep up and have them sweep the stuff into the taped tile square.....a fun "game" that teaches them motor skills!  This is a very simple but fun activity for toddlers because they actually LOVE to help and this activity teaches them how to sweep by making it into a game!  When I did this with the Lil Mr. I forgot to snap some pics, so when I bring the activity back I will update the post so you can have a visual!   
 
These activities were all a hit in our household and are sure to be used again and again until he grows out of this kind of play!!!  Hope you enjoy and give them a try with your lil one!
 
 

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  4. My first big crush
    When I was only around 14 years old, I used to have a big crush on your ass. After I came home from school, instead of doing my homework I used to stare at your big ass, while sitting in front of my outdated computer; the ass looked so big and round and it never failed to give me a hard-on. I was mesmerized by it and I used to jerk off my hard little childish peepee for many hours long. When I was returning home from school I could only think about how to get before my computer quickly and jerk off on you. My mom was angry at me for not doing my homework when she saw me jerking off at a photo of your bare ass, because I always got bad marks in school, but used to have good marks and to be an excellent little pupil that was even remarked for excellence with official papers from school, which me and my mom were proud of. My class teacher told her about my bad marks when we were at school, and my mom answered that I masturbate at a large bare bottom at home instead of doing my homework and studying. I was there and I blushed like a rose when I heard my mom saying it and the teacher saw my face getting red and my eyes staring at floor, along with my awkward covering of my bright red face with my palm. My tall, blonde, strict female teacher was staring at me so closely with her expressionless grayblue eyes, that were akin piercing me, and I felt so ashamed of myself at that moment that I wanted to go under ground like a shrewmouse does. The look of her cold, Nordic eyes has imprinted on my mind forever; I remember it as if it was happening right here and right now and still it makes me cringe in horror even after so many years. Suddenly, the vague, blurred, indistinct image of your ass has popped up in my head along with the shameful memories of masturbation and my little stick immediately began to rise in my jeans. Also I have realized how shameful it would have been if she knew what I was thinking about then. The jeans were tight and I was hoping that my hard infantile bolt wasn't noticeable through them for the teacher while she was staring at me and I was getting even more ashamed because of my inappropriate hard-on in front of her and I thought I'm just about to fall on the floor unconscious right there in the full view of my mom and my teacher because of my heavy cringeful embarrassment; the moment was so intense. I have never had a hard-on, even if it was covered by my jeans, in front of an almost unfamiliar mature woman, let alone if she was my teacher, who was furthermore very strict with the schoolchildren and punished them even for lesser failures, not to mention masturbation. I had a feeling that she knew that I had a hard-on at that time, because she was so clever and I felt like nothing ever slips off from her piercing gaze, nothing even my hard little phallus in my jeans. She looked at my mother then and said “What a naughty boy you have. I know what he's thinking about.” - and I cringed at her words. How did she know that? - ”He's such a wicked little rascal! I suspected something was wrong with him. You should go to the church with him and execute the Catholic cleansing ritual to purify him and he ought to go through confession. Ask a holy father to pray for him. I will pray for him at home. You should also purify your house, for evil spirits may dwell there.”. I was quite shocked by her answer, because I have never believed in all the spiritual or occult stuff, but my mother seemed to agree with the teacher and she said “He always have an erection whenever he sees a large woman's backside“. My only desire was to go home as quick as possible and get away from the school. Well, probably not the only one because it still felt stiff below my stomach.

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  5. When we were going home from school, I was thinking about my Catholic confession; I was asking myself about what I'm gonna tell to a holy father, I'm gonna tell that I was jerking myself off at the huge buttocks of Olivia O'lovely in front of my computer? How am I supposed to do that? Besides, we were not even Catholics; my mother is half-Chinese and she always used to practice the Chinese Bamboo Dragon Cult religion. She believed that the Great Bamboo Dragon, that once came from Heavens, has created the human race from the bamboo, that he found on Earth, in his own great image and breathed life into them through his exhalation of the celestial fire. He couldn't create them from the heavenly bamboo, of which he himself consisted of, not because of the shortage of such bamboo in Heavens, but because the humans that were created from the heavenly bamboo couldn't survive on Earth for a long period of time, they simply weren't adapted to the harsh earthly conditions, like octopuses can't live on land. To make them survive he took the bamboo that he found in the Great Mizentions of China and therefore all humans are flawed. She believed that the Dragon gave the divine knowledge together with the utilitarian knowledge to the first humans in China, then China brought knowledge to the other cultures, that were much less developed at that time. She believed that she sort of descends from that Great Dragon. She believed in all sorts of crazy theories and many held her for one that is out of her Chinese mind in our local neighborhood.
    When I and my mother came home from the school finally, it turned out that my panties were soaked with cum and the shocking realization followed, the realization that I cummed at some time when I was in the school, but couldn't figure it out when exactly this misfortune has happened to me.
    Next day we went to the church. Luckily, I didn't have to make my Catholic confession to a holy father, because I wasn't christened, I wasn't Catholic. I have gone through some Catholic rituals of purification and a holy father came to our house and it was purified too. When I was at the Catholic church, I felt so weird. I felt like something was possessing me, something was controlling me and because it has its grip on me I felt so bad and strange, like my guts were swirling. It was like an ill omen to me. Something was not in order.
    About a week later, when I was in the school, we had a classroom hour. The she class teacher asked me to go in front of the class and she told everyone that I was masturbating on a large naked rear at home and everyone was laughing at me. Somebody from the class said “He is a wanker! Nasty wanker!”. I have never felt so humiliated in my life. And I cried hard like a girl in front of the class. Gosh, the blonde she-teacher was so mean to me.
    In the following days I went to school and everyone made jokes about me, even the girls came to me and badgered me: they did the movements with their hands that resembled what boys usually do while jerking off and they giggled at me. At once my life has turned into hell, as we say in Germany “die heile Welt umdrehen”. I remember also at one day two girls came to me in school, they wanted to go at my house to see how I masturbate at big buttocks. I was too ashamed to do it before them, so I refused their offer. There was a girl with a big round butt in my class and I used to gaze at her from behind, and some days later, she also came to me and asked me to show her how I masturbate. I was very embarrassed by it, but since she had a large behind I was at the same time interested. I asked her to show me her booty and surprisingly she agreed if I show her how I jerk off. We went to the girls restroom, that was vacant during the classes, and she dropped her panties. I immideately got a hard-on and I took out my peepee and started to jerk off. Astonishingly, she was pleased with it.

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  6. But despite all of this, I still continued with my onanism at home, because I had no girlfriend at the time. While jerking off at your ass of wonders, I thought that it is good that women have assholes, that God gave to women tight assholes, so that you can put your small pintel into them, because they are tight the small prolonged things fit well in there and don't have backlash or placed loosely. I thought it would be good to put it in your asshole and you could squeeze it and crush it with your titanic ass. I wished to stuff your booty and my little staff was rigid for it. Your booty makes it raise like by magic. And I wanted to cum right into your ass.
    Thereafter I have managed to acquire a fair-haired, model-looking, tantalizing Norwegian girlfriend lastly; a girlfriend with wonderful lips, she used to give me blowjobs all the time. She unzipped my jeans every time when she had an opportunity to do it and asked me to put it in her mouth, she was very good at cocksucking and she loved it, but I couldn't get rid of the bad, depraved, perverted habit of masturbation however. When my girlfriend caught me masturbating, she got angry also like my mom, but for a different reason: she got jealous, because she had a small, flat ass and she believed I don't like her ass, that I like giant booties and she was furious at me for that. I tried to calm her down by saying that large asses are just ridiculous and laughable and that I laughed since childhood at women who had big booties and everyone laughs at them because they're so comical, they're out there, they wobble like fish so clownish and they're so clumsy, awkward and foolish, I even awkwardly tried to make fun of giant asses(I took a large emptied pumpkin, one of these that we prepared for the Halloween together, split it in two equal halves and attached them to my back and pronounced “Oh my God, Becky, look at her butt!” with a bewildered face expression and covered my face with my hand, and I looked just stupid as they do in a casual American comedy), but she didn't believe me because she knew these were just horrible lies and a bunch of false, miserable excuses; later we broke up. It was horrendous.
    Unfortunately, my juvenile affection for your big ass brought me only bad luck so far. It helped me to enrich my masturbation experience though. I even have made a small altar in the corner of my chamber where I've put a big photo of your ass, that I've ordered in a local photo studio, and I have made an inscription on it that says “My precious”, and I worship it. I'm always eager to get behind your rich, bubble backyard whenever I feast my eyes upon it. Do you think your terrific ass brings bad luck or it brings it only for me or for people who are affected by it? And is there a way to make it bring good luck? I've heard Chinese have superstitions about women with great behinds. I've heard there is a superstition, that such women are possessed by demonic spirits. What do you deem of all that?

    By Alexander Howard.

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