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.
> It is empty.
> “Who's been eating my porridge?!!,” he squeaks.
>
> Papa 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.
>
> Momma Bear puts her head through the serving
> hatch from the kitchen and yells,
>
> “Oh, for crying out loud, how many times do we
> have to go through this?
>
> It was Momma Bear who got up first.
> It was Momma Bear who woke up everyone in the
> house.
> It was Momma Bear who made the Coffee.
> It was Momma Bear who threw in a load.
> 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
> early morning air 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, plus filled the cat's water and
> food dish.”
>
> “And, now that you've decided to drag your lazy
> rear ends downstairs and grace Momma Bear's
> kitchen with your grumpy presence, listen good,
> ‘cause I’m only going to say this one more time
>
> …. I HAVEN'T MADE THE DANG PORRIDGE YET !!”