May 27, 2013
A Bedtime Story with Bears
Baby Bear goes downstairs and sits in his small chair at the table. He looks into his small bowl and sees it is empty. “Who’s been eating my porridge?” he cries.
Papa Bear then arrives at the breakfast table. After he sits in his big chair he looks into his big bowl, and sees it’s also empty. “Who’s been eating my porridge?” he roars.
Momma Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells, “Oh for goodness sake! How many times do we have to go through this?
It was Momma Bear who got up first.
It was Momma Bear who woke everyone in the house.
It was Momma Bear who made the coffee.
It was Momma Bear who threw in a load of clothes.
It was Momma Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night, and put everything away.
It was Momma Bear who went out in the cold morning to fetch the newspaper.
It was Momma Bear who set the table.
It was Momma Bear who put the cat out, cleaned the litter box, and filled the cat’s water and food dish.
And now that you’ve decided to drag your lazy bodies downstairs and grace Momma Bear’s kitchen with your grumpy presence, listen good cuz I’m only going to say this one more time…
I HAVEN'T MADE THE PORRIDGE YET!”
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