The Three Bears were dismayed to come home and find that someone had been sleeping in their bed. But real life is a lot more complicated than fairy tales. When we brought Charlotte home the other night, we discovered that a rather large cat was sleeping in her fuzzy lamb chair.

To her credit, the baby seemed to take the event quite well. Houdini, too fat to jump up and run away through the woods, merely stretched, turned upside down, and resumed sleeping in the lamb chair. The cat awoke and demanded large amounts of porridge, shortly thereafter. The baby, despite not knowing what porridge is, later joined in the feline union's demands with a sympathy strike that consisted of incoherent babbling and a bit of confused yelling.