Baby Ele said, “Breathe in,” and Chai Bear tried very hard while the puppy rolled over and the platypus balanced politely.
“Pilates is better with friends,” Baby Ele said, and everyone agreed, even though they all wobbled a little.

Forager Mouse and Baby Ele gazed at the blooming amaryllis.
“It is doing its best,” said Forager Mouse.
Baby Ele nodded, and the flower kept being beautiful.

Forager Mouse dipped his tiniest brush into a petal’s worth of pink, painting Baby Ele’s round cheeks with great care.

Chai Bear held the shiny new Bearista mug and smiled.
“It’s just a mug,” said Baby Ele, but he asked to hold it next. #bearista #starbucks

Baby Ele sat beneath the oak tree, his trunk lifted in quiet wonder.
“One by one,” he whispered, “the leaves are learning how to fly.”

Chai Bear curled up tight as thunder rumbled overhead.
“It’s okay,” he whispered to himself, “the sky just forgot to use its inside voice.”

Baby Ele picked up the little bugle. He took a deep breath and blew.
“Atten–hut!” he called. The sound was small but very proud.

Baby Ele put on an acorn hat and a leaf blanket, and said, “Look, I am Platy!”
Chai Bear floated beside him under a white sheet and whispered, “Boo, I am a ghost.”
They walked into the moonlight together, giggling softly at how brave and silly they felt.

Baby Ele and Lady Bug in the pumpkin patch #fall

“A pawpaw tastes like mango and banana at once,” said Baby Ele.
Baby Ele took another bite.
“It is two fruits in one,” he said.
He looked very pleased.

Baby Ele sniffed the big sunflower and thought, “How nice it is to be small beside something so tall.”

Baby Ele bobbed gently with his pool noodle tucked tight.
“Forager Mouse,” he beamed, “this is my way of swimming just right!”

#renfair !

“Platypus,” whispered Baby Ele, “your bill feels awfully heavy on my face.”
“That is because,” said Platypus, “your trunk is wobbling on mine.” #freakierfriday

Chai Bear was dreaming of chasing butterflies 🦋

Is baby ele okay? Haven’t seen any posts in the last week or so…

Baby Ele walked through the flowers, his little feet brushing the warm grass.

Baby Ele let out a tiny hic as Heart gently patted his back.
“Burps are just little goodbyes from lunch,” said Heart.

“I didn’t think it would rain,” said Baby Elephant, snuggling closer under the umbrella.
“That’s why I always pack a flower and a plan,” said Forager Mouse

Baby Ele pedaled and pedaled while Cody Rigsby said, “Channel your inner pop star. If Britney can survive 2007, you can survive this hill.”

Baby Ele opened his tiny Happy Meal and giggled, “The toy is almost as big as me!”
Chai Bear smiled, munching fries, “That’s why I got two toys—we can share both.”

There is nothing quite like a New York bagel.
Warm and round and perfectly chewy

Baby Ele trotted to Platypus and Duckie’s door, his ears flapping with each step.
“We were waiting for you,” said Platypus, “the tea tastes best when you are here!”

Baby Ele stood at the top of the hill, his ears flapping in the breeze.
“Catch me if you can, Dumpling!” he trumpeted.
Dumpling wobbled after him, smiling with every bounce.

Baby Ele pushed her little cart and smiled, “The samples here are just my size!” #costco

Baby Ele climbed atop the great, round Roomba and held on tight.
“This is my noble steed,” he said, as they spun in slow, cheerful circles.

“Frog and Toad are good friends,” Baby Ele whispered, “just like me and me.”

Baby Ele watered the little plant with great care.
Forager Mouse smiled, “It will grow because you are helping.”

Baby Ele hummed a little tune, “Ting ting ting ting ting,” while lying happily on the soft ground.
“I will get up soon,” said Baby Ele, and hummed it again instead.

Baby Ele sat quietly on the soft sand. He had found five little shells that morning. Each one was different. One was striped. One was smooth. One had tiny ridges that tickled his trunk.

Baby Ele lined them up carefully.
“Oh,” he said softly. “You are very fine shells.”