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Moved from the Bunny Camp

 Good morning dear Little Frog. Your Two Tutus have moved from the campground where we lived with our rabbit, bunny and hare friends. We felt sad to leave our friends. This story started when we learned you were starting to grow in your private ocean.  We made friends with a fine brown rabbit we called Purpza, and wrote about him. Having a friend like him, and all the other rabbits  was the greatest of experiences. I hope you get to know animal friends like this. We packed up all our ukana and cleaned up all the little and big bits of stuff that we had around our wagon home, and also packed up the sunflowers that have been growing on the picnic table all summer. That's one of the first sunflowers to bust out like the bright sun, in the picture above. Tutu Pete and I are now living at Camp Bamboo, a place in the woods with lots of trees, and friends named Jude, Steph and Dan and four goats named Quartz (the great-tutu), Queen Anne (the tutu), Cookie (the man goat) and a little boy g
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Moonlight from Glendale Beach

Hello Little Frog, Last night Tutu Pete and I went to the beach to watch Mahina, the Moon, in the almost dark sky. We love the beach. It's the same beach I went swimming and backstrokin' the last time I left you a small story. No one else was at the beach when we got there. Tutu Pete wore his favorite black hoodie vest, and I had the bright blue hoodie your daddy used to wear when he visited us. It was a little chilly, but not cold. I'm hugging myself(in the picture), it's called the "COSMIC HUG", getting my hands into my armpits and my thumbs up on my chest. Our friend, Donnette,she's from Hawaii too, is teaching us how to do these hugs and other very cool stuff. It's a really good feeling kind of hug, but not quite as good as getting real hugs from people you love. As I write this little story, and leave you with pictures and music, you are swimming in your own private ocean, and visiting your Daddy's very good friends, Joe and Mel and their k
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Backstrokin'

 Hello, hello, hello. It was a very very very hot day here. There was not one eyelash of wind, and that means there was no breeze at all.  The last time I wrote you a story I left Kermit singing from a log in the wetlands. If you look closely at the video you can see Skunk Cabbage growing in the ponds near him. That means it was probably springtime, or very early summer. Skunk Cabbage grows here where your Two Tutus live. Ask your Daddy about Skunk Cabbage sometime. Well, before I get distracted and forget just where I am going with your story, let me say that on that very very very hot day the other day I went swimming. The ocean here is not as warm as the ocean where you and your Mommy and Daddy live, on O'ahu. And, while you were swimming as a very small Little Frog in your Mommy's womb THAT was the best of best warm water. My swim the other day was so wonderful, even if it was a little chilly. And you know which part of my body loved it the mostest of all?  My toes loved i
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The Rainbow Connection

Hello "Little Frog," This story is growing but stopping sometime, because other stories are going on at the same time, and your Tutus forget how to connect one piece of the story with another. While we are remembering how the story wants to be told, I thought, maybe we could just: Stick in a song and video of "The Rainbow Connection" sung by Kermit, The Frog. Then, there's a picture of Tutu Pete and your Daddy the last time your Daddy was visiting us here. When your Daddy visited, we watched kites flying and dancing to the music of Kermit singing "The Rainbow Connection." For because it feels good to connect, I'm putting this here and sending it along to your Mommy and Daddy. Maybe they can play the YouTube for you while you swim comfortable in the Rainbow Connection." 💙💚💛💜🧡 Two Tutus
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Changes and noodling

"Hey, look at that belly!" That's what Tutu Pete was saying. Dark spots were covering the brown fur on the bunny's opu. "Wow wee zow wee. Purpza is changing, big time," I said. But then, I kept looking and watched Purpza move from under the table. Ha, ha. The joke was on us. That bunny was not Purpza. "There are lots of bunnies, rabbits and hares (not so many hares) on the campground. Baby bunnies start moving from their safe nests onto the open field once they are ... about as big as Tutu Pete's hand." "Tutu?" The mo'o had a look of concentration. "Yes honey." I said. "Rabbits and bunnies are like the same?" "Yeah, they are. Same same." "And hairs?" "Ah, now that's a good one. Hares are different, kinda like ... hum. You know what Tutu Pete looks like, right. He's tall. Long, and I'm short. I'm rounder. I'm browner. Well, a hare is like a r
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Neighbors

"We were puttering around outside yesterday. The sun was playing with the clouds, so sometimes it was bright and sometimes it was not. It was a half and half kinda day." "That's a hapa day, Tutu. Mama and Daddy say I'm hapa and they are hapas, too." This little mo'o made connections quickly. I laughed and nodded my head, amazed at how things came together for that little one. "While we were outside some neighbors walked passed us on the gravel road. The woman asked, 'Is that your's?' pointing at our wagon.' 'Yes,' we both nodded at them. 'Nice place, nice view,' the woman said. Tutu Pete said, 'We like the tree.' I added, 'The one tree on the campground.' The woman said, 'You're surrounded by trees.' She had a good point! They had a small dog with them, and the woman was putting the poop-bag into the garbage can. Tutu Pete started chatting again and made a joke." The Mo'o la
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