Here's Lookin at you, Aunt B!

My adult female slave received a complaint from one of my many fans that I had not posted an update since last weekend about my BWDM. Well it's been a busy week, and we do have a post to create for everyone. Unfortunately, we are not going to be able to get to that today as we have to go back to that place the female adult calls the "grocery store" for more reconissance work, so in the interim to keep my fans happy, here are some shots the paparazzi has taken of me in the past two weeks in various situations when I was taking a break from the movement.

In this one, you can see I am practicing one of my Yoga poses while chewing on a delicious moose the surly teenage slave brought me back from South Dakota.

Just happy that they aren't making me wear yet another hat!

Who loves ya Aunt B?

Seriously, you need to check the diap. I have a surprise for you in there!

Ummm again with the hats.....

Caught in my new disguise

As my adult slaves have always called me little bear, when it came to buying a disguise for the BWDM, I decided on this cuddy appearing, yet deadly bear costume. I ordered the surly teenage slave to put it on me, and of course the adult spies managed to snap these pics of me while I was testing it out.

See how ferocious the head is? Even the most bossy of adult slaves could not help but be intimidated by this ferocious appearing bear head.

Ha ha...fooled you. You thought I was a ferocious bear, yet I am really the devilishly clever General Little Bear in my deadly bear disguise.

Dude, I know it's hard to believe, but it really is me! Stop crying, it's not a real bear!

I just don't know about some of these babies and the WDM. It seems to me if they are going to cry at the sight of a bear outfit, how can I entrust them to assist me in taking over the world? Let me peruse these maps to see where I might be able to station them...perhaps the more timid of babies amongst us could be sent to an island for domination purposes.


This bear costume is really quite comfortable. I wonder what this material is? Surly teenager, order more of these for my officiers immediately!

Getting intelligent intelligence can be tough

Today, I received a tip that there was available intelligence from a surprising source -- one of the adult slaves other masters, the one they call "Lucy the Beagle". Apparently, before I arrived on the scene, Lucy was in charge of the Beagle world domination movement. In an effort not to reduplicate effort, I decided to approach her to gather information.
What? no female adult slave, I do not require anything at the present time. You may leave me alone now with the slobbering creature you call Lucy.


Don't be paranoid Lucy..I told you she wasn't listening. Don't give the adult female slave credit for being smarter than she is!



Whatever dog! you probably don't have any useful information anyway! All you care about is sniffing cat butts and eating pig ears!


That's alright, like surly teenager who will be wiping baby prune eating butts for the next fifty years when I take over, the dog will be forced to be servant to the nasty cat things that share our domicile that she hates so much!

I was really counting on intelligent intelligence from that dog! Now it's back to the drawing board...some days it's just not easy being General Little Bear.

I go on a mission

Today the female adult slave informed me that we had to go to the "grocery store" to get stuff to make the meal for daddy slave day tomorrow. I was quite excited and intrigued by this prospect, the female slave and I do not normally get to go to the grocery store together, I normally only go with the male slave. I knew I would be spending more time there as the female slave is much slower, and could use the time to make a detailed observation of this adult supplies stronghold.

I instructed the female slave to put me in my new bush uniform that arrived in the box we received the other day. You all know about the white hat incident...well we had much greater luck with the bush uniform.

As you can see, I am quite excited at the prospect of having the opportunity to continue spying efforts on the adult slaves.

What? no, I have no idea what that hand grenade is doing in your crochet basket....

What a huge waste of a perfectly good hand grenade! How dare she throw it out! that's going in the notebook for sure......

Female slave, stop your fussing about finding dangerous objects in your crochet basket! We must go, time is of the essence!

I made the female slave take this pic so I could post it for the lady babies...I know most of them cannot resist a general bear in uniform!

This doesn't look like what I ordered!

I am having a rather frustrating week when it comes to ordering equipment for the movement. First we had that "incident" where my manifesto got "lost", and now this! I telephathically sent instructions to the female slave to order me an assortment of uniforms, and what came was this hat! Of course, the surly teenage slave thought it would be cute to put it on me and take pictures..in this first one you can see how disgusted I am that my instructions were not followed YET AGAIN....

As the surly teenager snaps away, I think gleefully about making her be in charge of changing diaps for all babies who have eaten prunes when I take over as retribution for this humilation!

umm excuse me...Liz? Did I hear you say you like prunes?

Torturing the female slave known as Mommy

Sometimes when we are bored, the male slave known as daddy and I play a game to torture the adult slave known as mommy. It's a pretty cool game, he lifts me up over his head and over the side of the couch, and she sits and watches us and winces. I think the daddy person likes to tease her, and I like it b/c it's good practice for when I need to take the baby world domination movement to outer space and move around in zero gravity.

Look at me! Female slave, I see you turning a very interesting shade of white over there!


Tell me, how do I look? Is this a good posture for when I am addressing the baby troops? Adult male slave, I am feeling benevolent...maybe I will not make you head of changing poopy diaps in the new world!

What happened to my manifesto?

Today I was quite excited to receive a package in the mail. I was convinced it was my personal manifesto that I had sent off for publication with the intent of distribution to all the babies of the Snuggler world. When I opened the package, I was surprised to find not my manifesto, but something written by some character named Dr. Seuss.





I closely examined both of the books contained in the packet in the hopes that my publisher had cleverly disguised the manifesto so as not to alert my adult slaves, but ALAS! Nothing but two books by this Dr. Seuss person. What sort of trickery is this? the adult slaves may have won this round, but there is no end to my resourcefulness. I will find another way to share my message with the Snugggler babies!

Squash, the latest summer fashion accessory

Pleased with my ability to accessorize with squash as well as consume it, I give my mom a smile for offering me this versitile orange vegetable for dinner.
If I can just get this bowl a little closer....
...I can examine it more closely to ensure that the adult slaves are not bugging my bowls in an effort to gain information on my world domination movement.
hmm I don't see anything, but these adults can be tricky, look what happened with that doctor's visit on Friday....
To be on the safe side, I better hide it for closer examination when they are not watching me.
Wait a second...what is this???
It appears to be some kind of microphone or recording device.....can't be sure though......I will have to investigate further and report back on my findings!

The Onesie Says It All

Yes yes yes, the onesie does say "Handsome just like daddy", and much like my daddy, I am ignoring my mom while sitting around on the couch on Saturday night in my underwear watching the Mariners game.

I discovered these fascinating things at the bottom of my legs, mom calls them feet. I spend a lot of my time playing with them, and I have decided I HATE wearing socks, mostly b/c it's more fun to play with bare feet as opposed to covered feet! As you can see, mom is irritating me once again while I am hanging with dad watching the Mariners.

Ok so once in a while the adult slaves do something to amuse me....here daddy is lifting me up over his head, which is one of the best things in the whole wide world. Don't let it get out that I like something the adult slaves do for me, mkay?

Psst...Wanna Hear About My Six Month Stats?

So mom took me to the doctor yesterday...she tricked me by leading me to believe we were going to the Army/Navy surplus store, otherwise I never would have agreed to get into that crazed torture device the adult slaves call a car seat. Anyway...we went to the doctor, and turns out I weigh 20 lbs, 8 oz, which is the 90th percentile for babies my age, and I am 27.5 inches long, which is the 80th percentile for babies my age. Needless to say, the one they call daddy was quite proud to hear about his big boy and how I am growing, and my mom was quite sad that I am not her tiny baby anymore. They gave me four shots....the nurse has been added to the list of those who will not be given a preferred place in the new world order once baby world domination goes into effect.

Six Months of Fun

Well today is my six month b-day. Mom is very sad, she can't believe how fast I am growing...I a very excited, the faster I grow and the more I can do, easier it will be to implement (say it with me) BABY WORLD DOMINATION. Mom thought it would be fun to show a pic of me when I was first born, along with three shots they snapped of me today.

Here I am when I was first born














Here's a pic the paparazzi took of me when I was napping this morning...I have no privacy!














Here's two of me while playing in my exersaucer this afternoon. I swear, this monkey, I have to keep him in line constantly!

I'll get mom for this

So my mom took some nekkid baby shots this morning after being inspired by one of the mom's on her board. I cooperated, but only b/c my dad was standing behind her making faces at me. She thinks that she is going to blackmail with these when I am a teenager but you know....when the domination plan is implemented, I will make sure no evidence of these remain!

Me & the Midwesterners

This is me and cousin John, who came with his mom to visit me from Michigan Memorial Day weekend. John seems like a pretty cool dude....he spent a lot of his time carrying me around the house so that I could survey my kingdom. I think I will find him a good position in the new world order.














This is John and I with his mom, Aunt Beth. Aunt Beth totally freaked me out...she sounds JUST LIKE MY MOM...but doesn't look exactly the same. It was tough when I was tired....but she was really nice, and I hope that she comes back to visit me again soon.

Me and my toys

Geezus...how many toys do they really think I want to play with at once?












Umm excuse me, how much did all this cost? Was any consideration given to the baby's college fund before you purchased this extravaganza of Lamaze toys??















When the plan is implemented, mom will get an additional five months in the brig for publishing this photo of me.

Generals Don't Model

Today mom took me to get my six month pics taken at Picture People. The lady was really irritiating, she kept waving a feather duster in my face so that I couldn't help but smile. Mom was all excited when she saw the finished pics (she excites easily, what can I say) and bought all of them! What a racket! Anyway, the photographer was so impressed she had mom sign a release to send my photos in to the main office in case they wanted to use me as a model.

Needless to say, the whole process disgusted me. Generals don't model! Of course...the additional money would help with the implementation of my baby world domination plan...

If you would like to see them, go to smilestore.picturepeople.com. It's sitting number 300970, and the password is 5BE88586FA. If you don't have an account with picture people, just email mom and she will give you our account info so you can look at the photos of my handsome self!