It’s a sunny morning in the big forest and the Bear family is just waking up.
Baby Bear goes downstairs and sits in his small chair at the table. He looks into his small bowl only to find that it’s empty!
“Who’s been eating my porridge?” he squeaks.
Daddy Bear arrives at the table and sits at his big chair. He looks into his big bowl. It’s also empty!
“Who’s been eating my porridge?” he groans.
Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells, “For Pete’s sake, how many times do we have to do this? It was Mummy Bear who got up first. It was Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and put everything away. It was Mummy Bear who went out into the cold early morning to fetch the newspaper. It was Mummy Bear who put the cat out, cleaned the litter box, and filled the cat’s water and food bowls. Only now have you decided to come downstairs and grace me with your presence … Listen good because I’m only going to say this one more time: I haven’t made the bloody porridge yet!”