Encouraging Creativity & Curing Mind Numbing Boredom:
In our house the kid’s bedtime routine consists of reading in bed for a few minutes before lights out. However, night after night we were reading the same story over, and over again, and I was craving a bit of change. So, one particular night I decided to craft up a story based on what was my son’s favourite page in the recurrent book. I had 3 influences:
- The book itself, Merry Christmas Look & Find by Julia Lobo with illustrations by Casey Sanborn.
- The story of The Three Little Pigs.
- A mild annoyance at my husband who had found my stash of peanut M&M’s, and eaten them all!
The Hungry Daddy Story was born.
Hungry Daddy Story – By Shari Marshall
Once upon a time Mommy, Daddy, Ace, and Ow decided to go on an adventure. The whole family moved to the North Pole to live with Santa in Christmas town. Although living with Santa was a lot of fun Mommy, Ace, and Ow wanted a bit more adventure; they decided to move out into their own candy houses in Christmas Town. However, Daddy enjoyed all the treats that Mrs. Claus baked, and he decided to stay with Santa and Mrs. Claus.
Mommy moved into a pink candy house with a marshmallow chimney, and a yellow frosting roof. Ace picked a red licorice house with a wafer door, and a chocolate chimney to be his new home. While Ow moved into a more traditional gingerbread house with a gram cookie door, and gumdrops on the roof. However, it wasn’t too long before Daddy realized that he missed his family, and he ventured out into Christmas Town to find them.
The first house Daddy came to had gumdrops on the roof. Daddy knew Ow’s candy preference, so when he knocked on the door he said, “Little Ow, Little Ow, please let me come in.” Ow looked out of his vanilla wafer windows and saw his Daddy, so he opened up the door and let Daddy in. Daddy wasn’t in the house very long before he became hungry, so he reached over and ate a piece of the window. “Yummy,” said Daddy as he reached for the rest of the window. However, Daddy couldn’t stop there. He ate the entire house, then fallen asleep in the snow.
Ow was so mad that he ran off, leaving Daddy sleeping in the snow. Ow went straight to Ace’s house, and told him what happened.
Daddy woke up a while later, and looked around for Ow. When he realized that Ow was gone, Daddy jumped up, he ran in three circles around the Christmas tree and North Pole sign in the middle of town before he ran off to find Ace’s house.
Daddy knew what Ace liked just as well as he knew what Ow liked, so Daddy headed straight for the licorice house. When Daddy came to Ace’s house he knocked on the door and said, “Little boys, little boys, please let me come in.” Ace, and Ow replied together, “Not by the candy house that we live in!” Daddy thought for a moment, then replied, “Then I will eat, and crunch, and chew my way in.” Daddy started eating, and pretty soon the wafer door was all gone. Daddy went into the boy’s house, and sat down.
“I’m sorry that I ate your house Ow. I only wanted a little snack, but it tasted so good I ate it all!” His apology was accepted, but before too long Daddy’s tummy started to grumble. Daddy reached out and started to nibble the licorice walls. He nibbled, and he nibbled, and before he realized what had happened he had eaten the whole house. Daddy yawned, contented, and fell asleep in his chair.
Ace, and Ow were so upset that they ran off to find Mommy at her candy house.
Daddy woke up a while later and looked around for Ace, and Ow. When he realized that they were gone, Daddy jumped up, he ran in three circles around the Christmas tree and North Pole sign in the middle of town before he ran off to find the boys at Mommy’s house.
Daddy knew that mommy loved pink candy, and marshmallows, so he searched for a house made with those treats. Daddy found the house at the north end of Christmas Town. He hurried to knock on the door, and after he knocked he said, “Hello in there, Hello in there, please let me come in.” Mommy, Ace, and Ow replied together, “Not by the candy house that we live in!” Daddy thought for a moment, then replied, “Then I will eat, and crunch, and chew my way in.” Daddy started eating, and pretty soon the gram cookie door was all gone. Daddy went into the house, and sat down.
“I’m sorry that I ate your house Ace. I only wanted a little snack, but it tasted so good I ate it all!” His apology was accepted, but before too long Daddy’s tummy started to grumble. Daddy reached out and started to munch on the pink candy walls. “Please don’t eat the whole house Daddy,” the boys pleaded. Daddy stopped eating the house, but after a short while longer his tummy started to grumble loudly. Famished, Daddy started to eat the pink candy walls again. He chewed, and crunched, and before he realized he had eaten the whole house.
Mommy, Ace, and Ow looked at Daddy who was almost asleep in the snow. “Where are we going to live now Daddy?” Daddy looked around, and he noticed that he had eaten the whole house. “I’m sorry that I ate your house. I only wanted a little snack, but it tasted so good I ate it all. But, I have a surprise for you family.” Daddy got up, he walked around the Christmas tree and North Pole sign in the middle of town. His family followed. He led them up the candy path to a lemon flavoured house that was decorated with yellow jellybeans and white frosting. “This is our new house,” Daddy said. “I missed you all so much, but I needed to learn a few of Mrs. Claus’s candy making tricks so I could build this candy house for our family to live in while we have lots of great family adventures. It has a great candy making kitchen, so we can cook, bake, and create wonderful things.”
The whole family was happy, and excited. They moved into the lemon flavoured house, and they had a number of fun and amazing family adventures, and they lived happily ever after!
Note: A great way to involve your child in this activity is to let them pick some of the story facts before you start the story. For us, this became a recurrent story, and my son would pick who moved into what house. He also came to know the story so well that he would help me tell it, or tell the majority of it himself. It added a wonderful new bedtime story activity to our routine.
By Shari Marshall – 2015