At bedtime tonight one of the requested stories was “The Berenstain Bears Count Their Blessings” (this is in our library as part of a pack of hand-me-down books – I typically find the Berenstain Bears messages to be a bit anvilicious, myself). The message is, as you might guess, that we should be grateful for our family above all. The last line of the book has the parents saying to one another that they should be counting their blessings too, meaning their children.
I asked the girls, “What blessings do you think they’re talking about?” expecting them to say that Mama and Papa Bear are counting Sister and Brother as their blessings. But not quite!
Belle said, “Chocolate!”
To paraphrase Ben Franklin, “Chocolate is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.”
I too am ambivalent about the bears. I remember liking them as a kid, but as a parent, they’re a bit grating. (Anvilicious is a fabulous word.)