Holden (my 4 yr. old): Uh, mom…there’s a baby bear at our door.
Me: No, sweetie, you probably saw a cat.
Holden: It’s definitely a bear mom, come look!
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When you live in the country, sometimes you have surprise visitors show up at your door for breakfast.
Little bear was not pleased when he found out we were having yogurt parfaits instead of porridge.
