Today Sean and I went to our local library. We like to go there several times a week. We choose a row of books and camp out on the floor randomly picking out books to read. The library for us is a literary buffet – we take a helping of whatever appeals to the eye and we don’t feel guilty if doesn’t suit our tastes and we don’t finish it.
So, today, we pulled out someone’s version of The Three Bears.
AM: When she woke up, she saw three bears staring down at her and she jumped out of bed and ran out of the house and into the forest and was never seen again.
Sean: Why did she do that? Why did she run away?
AM: Maybe she was afraid the bears would want to eat her.
Sean: Yeah! Then she would be bear POOP!
And then someone three rows over snorted.