The other night while reading our bedtime stories, I picked out The Three Bears. As usual, both boys crowded the book on either side of me and were all snuggled in for a good read. I got to the part of, "Papa bear's porridge was tooooooooo hot. Mama bear's porridge was toooooooooo cold. And Baby bear's porridge was juuuuuuuuuust right, so Goldilocks ate it all up." At this point, Blaine gently tapped my shoulder and said, "Momma, that's stea-wing."
Very good point. It was hard to explain that it wasn't, so we decided that Goldilocks was the real villain of the story. haha...
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