I can still remember something special about that evening, at my great Aunt Bubba and Uncle Ollie’s house (yes, we actually called them that). And that’s in spite of the fact that I was only about four years old, almost 7 decades ago. My mom had just given my younger brother and me a bath. And she was about to … The rest of the story…
Category Archives: short bedtime stories
Who needs a green eyes book? Yeah, that might be the question anyone with blue, brown, hazel, or some other eye color might ask. But you shouldn’t ask that question about this green eyes book. Because this isn’t a book about some silly run-of-the-mill green eyes. It’s a book about a young boy who asked to deal with a very … The rest of the story…
It was a clear cool morning about three years ago. Or wait. Maybe it was three years from now. I suppose it doesn’t matter. The point is, little Ivanto woke up, before sunrise, and saw beautiful colors swirling around his room in glass bubbles. There were thousands of these little orbs, and every few seconds one would smash into the … The rest of the story…
If you’re a Christian, and you have kids or grandkids, or had kids or grandkids at one time, maybe you’ve considered Christian rhyming books for them. By the way, Christian rhyming books aren’t actual Christians. Because inanimate objects can’t be Christians. And I added that in there because there are some people who have some sort of aversion or opposition … The rest of the story…
If you’ve walked on this here terra firma for more than just a tiny little bit, you’ve heard the story of chicken Little. And you get the gist of it. Right? I saw this description of what Chicken Little means: An article said that bird character “has become almost synonymous with alarmism, with the term being used to describe people … The rest of the story…
Maybe he’s visited you in the middle of the night. Or the wee hours of the morning before the sun even starts to wake up. I hope not. Because he’s one of the darkest, meanest, sneakiest bad guys you’ll ever meet. He’s SleepyMan. And he loves the wee hours because that’s when his powers are mighty. His stupor powers. Not … The rest of the story…
“They” used to say, “Man, I’m on such a high right now,” when something made you big-time happy. And some said that when they inhaled certain kinds of smoke. But let’s not go there. The reason I brought it up is to talk about a rainbow high. And the rainbow high comes from an actual rainbow. Not just some bright … The rest of the story…
The world is a very serious place to me now. I wrote that on my blog over 11 years ago. And, as you might imagine, it’s an even more serious place now. But I don’t wanna finish this last Tuesday of September 2024 all dreary on ya. I’ll just share the little story and explanation from back in 2013. Oh … The rest of the story…
Ella loves bedtime stories. Big shocker, right? I mean, you’ve probably never heard of a little kid who loves bedtime stories. But, maybe what you didn’t know was how many kids enjoy books on iPad. And that’s Ella. “Read me some books on my iPad, mommy.” That’s a big part of Ella’s new night time routine now. Because her mom … The rest of the story…
So you see the title, Typhoon Tycoon, and you think to yourself, “Self. That’s obviously the most important thing I’ve got to read today. So, read it NOW!” Am I right? Yes? I knew it. Because who wouldn’t wanna know more about such an odd topic? But now that you’re here I gotta tell ya. It was a ruse. A … The rest of the story…
OK kiddos from 3 to 103. I’ll just let you know, right up front, that I’m here for you. Because I know that you fit into one of these categories. You are the: Cream of the crop Top of the heap Bee’s knees Cat’s meow Best thing since sliced bread And maybe you’ve even come up with something else you … The rest of the story…
Once upon an old West morning, in the little town of Glenwood Springs, the scent of freshly baked bread and coffee wafted through the air. And it woke up one of the most famous young doctors ever. He got up, walked to the window, opened the curtain, and sunshine flooded the room like liquid gold. And, from downstairs he heard … The rest of the story…
“Maestro, a little night music, please.” And with that one command/request, the young songwriter retreated to his chamber to compose himself. Oh yeah, and also to compose the music. By some accounts it was a warm summer night in Vienna. And as Wolfie sat at his desk he could hear people enjoying themselves in the streets below the window of … The rest of the story…
Theo loved drawing and coloring from the moment he could hold a crayon. And his bedroom walls were papered with creations straight out of his wild imagination. Just about every other day he’d ask his mom or dad to get him some more drawing paper, crayons, and pencils. His parents chose to encourage his drawing and coloring. So, more often … The rest of the story…
If you’ve never met the Icle family, you’e certainly missed out on a special treat. First, there’s Grandpa Icle. But most people know him as Pops. Then there’s Uncle Bice Icle. And cousin Trice Icle. Then, there’s King Lear Icle. At least that’s what the rest of the family call Leero. Because he walks around the house quoting Shakespeare at … The rest of the story…
What’s with all these hypnic jerks who bug you just when you’re drifting off to sleep. How incredibly rude! And embarrassing. Sort of. Maybe it’s just me. Have you ever had to deal with ’em as you’re drifting off to sleep? I mean, can’t they get your attention before that point? Because that’s the part of sleep that puts the … The rest of the story…
OK, let me tell you the story the old character in my head told me. And you can share it with your little kids. Or share it with someone who has little kids. Anyway, here it is. One morning, about three years ago. Or was it three years from now? No matter. Let me tell you what happened to Ivanto. … The rest of the story…
It’s the second day of the week in the first week of the sixth month of the 2024th year of our Lord. Now, THERE’S an eyeful, earful, and mouthful. But the point is, it’s Tuesday. So, I’ll tell you a little Norse story about this second day of the week. Once upon a time, there was a huge wolf named … The rest of the story…
You don’t have to look very long to find mean people. In fact, just say something, on a social media channel, like “There’s only way to live forever,” and watch the meanness flood the threads. But mean people don’t phase me. And they shouldn’t phase you either. And I know most everyone who reads my posts or listens to my … The rest of the story…
What do these next sentences have in common? 1) Henry was a hippo, and I don’t know if you know this, but hippos are HUGE. 2) Tiny, smooth ripples at the edge of a large, starlit lake; slender fingers of tall green grass swayed gently back and forth; miniature minnows made swirls and darted away. 3) Daren was a dreamer. 4) “C’mon Andy,” Danny … The rest of the story…