Here you go, Wolf

A new view on Little Red Riding Hood:

One day last week, Karina picked up the phone and said, "Hello, Grandma. Oh, no, you have a cold??? I will bring you some cheerios. They are for you, NOT the big bad wolf." She put the phone down, wrapped her head and shoulders in a red and blue quilt, and grabbed a little basket. She picked up the bowl of cheerios she and Aidan had been snacking on and put it in the basket and started to skip around the living room. Aidan, of course, protested the loss of his snack, so I asked Karina to please share. She lowered the basket to where Aidan could reach it, and with a heavy sigh, said: "Here you go, wolf."