I’m not a very good story teller. I can’t seem to think on the fly, my plots are lame, and the witty punch lines are often lost of my preschool crowd. But the crazy thing is, my boys still love it.
My latest (and most popular) “series” started after telling some great childhood stories of the tricks and good natured teasing between my siblings. The boys couldn’t get enough. So the “I’ll get you next time!” series was born. Here’s the gist of one:
Once upon a time, there were two brothers. The older brother wanted to play a game with the little brother, so he went to look for him. He searched high and low, but couldn’t find him anywhere! “Brother! Brother!” he called, but there was no answer. Tired from all his walking, he sat on his bed to rest. Just then, his little brother JUMPED out of the closet and yelled, “SURPRISE!” He scared his big brother silly! The big brother wagged his finger and said….”I’ll get you next time!”
Super simple, but the boys love them. And ask for more. And more and more and more (you know how little ones are).
In the end, the best part of story time is that I can actually see the bonds between my boys strengthening. In the stories, they may tease each other and get in crazy predicaments, but they are a team. Best friends. Buddies who love and would do anything for each other.
All because of a story told by their silly ol’ Mamma.