Story Time

Oliver has been enjoying telling stories lately.  It started with Seth telling him stories like Goldilocks and the Three Bears, The Three Little Pigs, and Jack and the Beanstalk while cuddling in our beanbag or buried under couch cushions.  (If you are wondering whether these are appropriate stories for a not-quite-three-year-old, they were edited slightly.)  These stories were told the really old-fashioned way - without books.  Or, as Oliver calls it, "A story out of your mouth."

Anyway, besides learning the stories well enough to tell them himself with a few questions to lead him from one part of the story to the next, Oliver has taken to making up his own stories.  In fact, telling a story has become part of the end of his bedtime routine.  (It is also known as stalling).

Tonight, Oliver combined his story telling with talking about one of his other favorite topics these days - baby brother.  Here, roughly, is how the story went:

"Once there was a little boy named baby brother.  He lived in mommy's tummy.  Mommy fed him a lot, and he stayed in there for awhile and went to sleep.  Then he came out on my birthday party."