GOOD NIGHT, LITTLE BEARGOOD NIGHT, LITTLE BEAR
It is time for Little Bear to go to bed.
Mother Bear closes the storybook.
She gives Little Bear a good-night kiss.
Then over to his big furry father runs the little bear.
Wheee!
Father Bear swings his little one high up
to his shoulders for a ride to bed.
"Duck our head," calls Mother Bear, just in time.
And into the snug little bedroom they go.
Squeak!
The tiny bed sighs as Father Bear sits down.
"Now, into bed with you," he says.
He waits for Little Bear to climb down.
But Little Bear doesn't move.
He sits up on his father's shoulders and grins.
Father Bear waits. He yawns a rumbly yawn.
Is Father Bear falling asleep?
No. Suddenly he opens his eyes again.
"Why, I must have been dreaming,"
says Father Bear, pretending to wake up.
But what's this?
There is no furry head on the pillow.
Where can Little Bear be?
Father Bear looks under the pillow.
Nobody there.
He doesn't seem to feel
something tickling his ear.
Aha.
There's a lump down under the blanket.
Father Bear pats the lump.
But it doesn't squeak or wiggle.
Can it be Little Bear?
Why, it's the toy teddy and the blue bunny
waiting for Little Bear to come to bed!
"Mother, that naughty bear is hiding,"
says Father Bear to Mother Bear, with a wink.
"Maybe he's hiding under the kitchen stove,"
says Mother Bear, who loves a joke.
Bang! Bang!
