Best Friend
Blowhole looked at his plush fish. He picked it up, smiling.
He nuzzled his long life friend. He had never seen a day with it. Ever since he was two months old, the toy fish had been with him.
"Mr. Fishy, you'll always be my best friend."
Bath Time
Crystal chuckled as she sat her son in the tub.
The little dolphin giggled as he splashed the water.
He grabbed a couple of bubbles and threw them into the air. He giggled and clapped his flippers.
Crystal smiled as she washed Blowhole's head.
Blowhole lifted his rubber duck out of the water and smacked it repeatedly into the water. The water soaked Crystal and Blowhole.
But, hey, what did you expect when you're washing a one year old?
Child
Blowhole was sitting on the couch, sucking on his flipper, hugging a blue baby blanket.
Dora the Explorer was on the TV. Blowhole had no idea what he was doing, but he was so stressed out he didn't bother to think but act! He just randomly picked up his old baby blanket and sat on the couch to watch TV. He barely noticed that he flipped the station to Dora, but he didn't seem bothered.
He yawned laying down on the couch.
Maybe a quick nap wouldn't…
He didn't finish his thought, instead he fell asleep.
Cartoongirl walked in and chuckled.
"You're such a child," she whispered, putting a larger blanket on him. "Sleep tight Vic,"
Lunacorn doll
Little four year-old Blowhole was sitting in the living room watching the Lunacorns.
He giggled at the show, hugging his plush fish, Mr. Fishy.
Crystal smiled, a present behind her back.
"Victor honey, I got a surprise for you." She told him.
Blowhole looked away from the TV and rolled over to her.
"You got some'ing for me Mommy?" he asked, looking at her with big innocent brown eyes.
She nodded. "Yes I do honey. It's a new friend for you and Mr. Fishy."
Blowhole looked at his plush fish.
"You hear tat Mr. Fishy? Mommy got us new friend. New friend is nice, yes Mommy?" He asked, then stuck his flipper in his mouth, sucking on it.
She nodded. "Yes sweetie. They're very nice. But they're really shy right now and they're hiding in this box." She told him, pulling the box from behind her back.
He grabbed the box and started to tear off the wrapping paper and ribbon. He looked in the box and squealed. He pulled out a purple Lunacorn doll. "Duchiss Kind-heart! T'ank you Mommy!" He hugged his mother, embracing her warm feathers.
She chuckled and hugged him back. "You're welcome sweet pea."
He pulled back and looked at his new and rare Lunacorn doll. He introduced his plush fish to the new toy. "Mr. Fishy, Duchiss Kind-heart. Duchiss Kind-heart, Mr. Fishy."
Crystal smiled and walked out of the room. She was glad her son liked his new Lunacorn Doll.
Hygiene
Blowhole sat on the floor, tilting his head curiously at his Mother.
He was three. "Mommy, what want?" he asked innocently.
"Well sweetie you're becoming such a big boy that I need to teach you about hygiene."
"Do I have ta learn tis Mommy?" he asked.
She nodded. "Yes you do." She grabbed his flipper and pulled him into the bathroom. "First you're going to learn how to brush your teeth."
"It tat hard Mommy?" he asked.
She shook her head. "Not really honey. Grip the toothbrush in your flipper." She took his toothbrush and put it in his flipper, wrapping his flipper around it. "But the toothpaste on," She grabbed the toothpaste and helped put it on his toothbrush, "Put a little bit of water on the toothpaste."
Blowhole held his toothbrush under the facet. "Like tat Mommy?" he asked.
She nodded. "Now you bring the toothbrush up to your mouth and start brushing your teeth."
Blowhole giggled. "I like hygiene Mommy,"
Crystal chuckled, patting her son's head. "I like hygiene too baby."
Monkey or Ape (Based off of the VeggieTale's Monkey Silly Song)
Blowhole was watching TV. His little five year old mind was barely understanding what was on TV.
"So you're telling me that this animal without a tail is not a monkey, but an ape." A man replied.
"That's right, if it doesn't have a tail it's an ape, and if it does it's a monkey," The women on TV told the man.
Blowhole pondered what the woman said. He looked at his tail.
I guess that makes me a monkey then. He thought.
Crystal walked in. She smiled. "Hi honey."
Blowhole looked at his mom. "Hi Mommy! I jus' learn Imma monkey!"
Crystal gave her son a confused look. "Sweet heart you're not a monkey, you're a dolphin."
Blowhole shook his head. "Nu-uh Mommy. Lady on TV say if it have tail it a monkey. No tail it no monkey it an ape!"
"Well I have tail," Crystal replied.
"You a monkey like me Mommy!" Blowhole smiled.
"But honey I'm a penguin."
The little dolphin shook his head. "No mommy, you monkey like me."
She sighed. "Well honey a kite has a tail."
"It's a monkey," Blowhole answered.
"A comet has a tail,"
"It's a monkey,"
"A bubble doesn't,"
"Then it doesn't have a tail it no monkey," Blowhole answered.
"Then it's an Ape?" she replied.
Blowhole nodded. "You getting it Mommy!"
Crystal sighed and patted her son's head. "Okay honey. Whatever you say," She walked away and sighed. She only hoped this stage of his would pass soon.