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 think describes your effervescent … The rest of the story…
Category Archives: short bedtime stories
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 a voice yell out.. … 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 his room. But somehow … 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 than not, they’d be … 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 oddest times. But … 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 La La in La … 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. But whatever you do, … 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 Fenrir. And it was … 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 podcasts already knows this. … 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 grumbled to himself, “Where … The rest of the story…