Leopard, Mommy!

With the rain, the playground is a no-go, but thankfully it is a Wednesday and the Bear and I head to the biblioteca.

Mr. B is quite the well-behaved Bear. He sits in his big boy chair and points to the books he wants Mommy to read.

Surprisingly the Bear picks a book of fairy tales from India. Mommy tries to block out her own nightmare memories and keep a positive open mind.


We then move to truck territory. The Bear adds snow plow and street sweeper to his repertoire.


He then heads to the magazine rack and we read a magazine, he puts it back in the rack, and picks a new magazine to read. Repeat half a dozen times. He picks one and I identify the animal, "Tiger," I tell Mr. B. But the Bear corrects me, "Leopard, Mommy."


The Bear is right!