A friend of my brother's cleaned out her cottage and sent all her children's books to Denis. Among those books is a copy of Hansel and Gretel.
I've read that book many times. I've never been bothered by the story, that was until I brought Denis home. I read it now and I cringe as I read about the stepmother insisting that the children be abandoned in the forest. I keep trying to hide the book, but Denis seems to have a sixth sense about it and keeps finding the book.
Tonight, Denis 'found' the book again and had his uncle read the story to him. As my brother read, Denis pointed to the stepmother and asked who she was. When my brother explained who she was, Denis responded, "She not a mommy."
I've read that book many times. I've never been bothered by the story, that was until I brought Denis home. I read it now and I cringe as I read about the stepmother insisting that the children be abandoned in the forest. I keep trying to hide the book, but Denis seems to have a sixth sense about it and keeps finding the book.
Tonight, Denis 'found' the book again and had his uncle read the story to him. As my brother read, Denis pointed to the stepmother and asked who she was. When my brother explained who she was, Denis responded, "She not a mommy."
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