I flew across the country this week to visit some friends who moved away a few months ago. Tonight, Amy was reading books to her two year old before bed. One of the chosen books was called Bear Snores On by Karma Wilson and Jane Chapman. It was a pretty good book that I had never heard before, so I was listening and trying not to fall asleep.
The book starts out with the bear sleeping in the winter. He’s been sleeping for a long time. Then, the mouse comes into the cave and lights a fire. The bear keeps snoring. A hare joins the mouse and sleeping bear, more animals come in and they make food and eat and are noisy, but the bear continues to sleep. They make a stew and have a little party. The pepper from the stew floats around and causes the bear to wake up. We wakes up with a big sneeze.
The bear wakes up and sees that all his friends are having a party and lots of fun and he didn’t get to have fun.
Sometimes I feel like the bear. I miss out on a lot of stuff and fun because I’m sleeping. But at the same time, the bear has to sleep in order to function the rest of the time. I’m the same way. Sleeping is not an option. I have to do it to take care of me and function less like a bear, and in doing so, sometimes I miss out on things.
So, to all of you out there partying and enjoying your parties, I’m going to snore on.
