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It was quiet during the early hours before the rest of the family was awake.

She planned to make porridge for breakfast, go to the farmers market, and spend some quality time

with Papa Bear and Baby Bear. She got out of bed and slid her back paws into her fuzzy pink slippers.

They were soft and warm and made getting out of her comfy bed just a little bit easier.

She put on a nice light blue dress and headed to the kitchen to start making breakfast.

Papa Bear was awoken by the smell of cinnamon and the sound of the tea kettle whistling.

The soft noise tickled his ears and pulled him out of a deep sleep.

He yawned loudly and rubbed his eyes. Then he climbed out of bed in search of the delicious smelling

porridge. He put on a red plaid shirt and his favorite pair of blue jeans and hurried to the kitchen.

Baby Bear liked to sleep in, so Mama Bear knew she would have to wake him up if he was going to get

any porridge before it went cold. She walked up the stairs, careful not to step on the third

from the top since it squeaked. She knocked on Baby Bear's door and peaked her head in. He was

sound asleep with the blankets pulled up almost all the way to his chin. Mama Bear stopped for a moment

and looked at her son, her heart swelling. She loved him so much. Then she walked over and sat on the

edge of Baby Bear's bed and slowly nudged him awake. He stirred and stretched his arms above his head,

letting out a big yawne. He blinked and looked up at his mama. He stretched again, moving in slow

motion. He wasn't ready to get out of bed, but as soon as Mama Bear told him there was porridge

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