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Friday Funnies: The Real Story of the 3 Bears


A far more accurate account of the events of that fateful morning...

Baby bear goes downstairs, sits in his small chair at the table.
He looks into his small bowl. It is empty. 'Who's been eating my porridge?' he squeaks.

Daddy Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair. He looks into his big bowl and it is also empty. 'Who's been eating my porridge?!?' he roars.

Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells, 'For crying out loud, how many times do I have to go through this with you scoundrels? It was Mummy Bear who got up first. It was Mummy Bear who woke everyone in the house. It was Mummy Bear who made the coffee. It was Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and put everything away. It was Mummy Bear who swept the floor in the kitchen. It was Mummy Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch The newspaper and croissants. It was Mummy Bear who set the darn table.

'It was Mummy Bear who walked the bloody dog, cleaned the cat's litter tray, gave them their food, and refilled their water.

'And now that you've decided to drag your sorry bear-butts downstairs and grace Mummy Bear with your grumpy presence, listen carefully, because I'm only going to say this once....

'I HAVEN'T MADE THE stinking PORRIDGE YET!’

Happy Friday from here in babyland where I'm not sure I will tell the story quite like this to our wee one! For more humor, visit Kim at Homesteader's Heart.

Comments

  1. AngelApril 16, 2010 at 9:10 AM

    That is too fun and you are probably right about it going down like this. I'm with you though, for the little ones I will stick to the original : ) Thanks for making me laugh!!
    Love, Angel
    http://allthemus.blogspot.com

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  2. DonettaApril 16, 2010 at 9:51 AM

    so can relate to momma bear
    "were my eggs mom?"
    a...in the shell you want to put the pan on the stove and turn it on. MOM I'm trying to get dressed...

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  3. Kim @ Homesteader's HeartApril 16, 2010 at 10:10 AM

    LOL! That does sound a bit more accurate! I love it!
    Have a fabulous weekend my friend.
    Kim

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  4. Sandi@ Rose Chintz CottageApril 16, 2010 at 10:42 AM

    Cute and you're right; I think I will stick to the original version for my grandsons. Have a wonderful weekend.

    Blessings,
    Sandi

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  5. Beth in NCApril 16, 2010 at 12:35 PM

    LOL! That is funny! Have a great weekend Mary! (((hugs)))

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  6. DeniseApril 16, 2010 at 12:37 PM

    That is very funny.

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  7. Sherry @ Lamp Unto My FeetApril 16, 2010 at 2:39 PM

    LOL! :D

    Have a great weekend!
    Sherry

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  8. RCUBEsApril 16, 2010 at 3:20 PM

    Liked this version about Mama Bear! LOL. Have a great weekend sister and God bless you and your family always.

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  9. Joyful in His PresenceApril 16, 2010 at 4:48 PM

    Oh, Mary! Just what I needed...a good old knee slappin laugh! Thanks!

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  10. AnonymousApril 16, 2010 at 4:50 PM

    That is too funny, my friend. God bless you for sharing. God bless all the "Mums" out there too.
    Hugs,
    Bren

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  11. Kathleen April 16, 2010 at 6:11 PM

    I love it that you can still add smiles to that pile!

    Enjoy your days away, and the building of relationships.

    Blessings,
    Kathleen

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  12. CharlotteApril 16, 2010 at 8:59 PM

    funny version. LOL
    I really like your butterfly header photo.
    Have a great weekend.
    Charlotte

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  13. elaine @ peace for the journeyApril 17, 2010 at 5:58 AM

    Love it...

    Truth writes better than fiction does it not?!

    peace~elaine

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  14. Just Be RealApril 17, 2010 at 7:48 AM

    :) This put a smile on my face. Thank you for sharing the funny! Blessings.

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  15. SophieMaeApril 17, 2010 at 5:16 PM

    LOL! That sounds a lot closer to reality. Thanks ever so for sharing the laughs!

    Have a JESUS-filled day! ^i^

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  16. Nikki (Sarah)April 17, 2010 at 6:21 PM

    I just looked at the pics of your cooking...wow. I want some of those. I can't cook though or bake. :(

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  17. Peter StoneApril 19, 2010 at 4:11 AM

    Funny, but soooo true as well. Poor mum's are run off their feet while us guys seem to have this habit of sitting around and waiting to be served. (Need to work on that...)

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  18. Deborah AnnApril 19, 2010 at 3:30 PM

    "Make yer own freakin' porridge!" heheh...

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  19. christy roseApril 19, 2010 at 9:14 PM

    Oh my! I laughed so hard! What a comical way to retell the 3 bear story! I don't think I will tell it to my little ones that way either though.:)

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