Bed Jumping Monkeys...Unacceptable!

I love to do bedtime stories. In the past, I've read stories. When I'm in a creative mood, I'll make up stories. The whole bedtime story routine, however, has changed in my home. My 6 year old is starting to read. As a result, she reads the stories to me. I listen to her read a book, and I spend time thinking about the information being absorbed by my daughter.

Tonight's tale was a familiar one, Ten Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed!. Before we even owned this book, I was familiar with how this goes. Perhaps you could chant along with me...

Ten little monkeys jumping on the bed,
One fell off and bumped his head.
Momma called the doctor and the doctor said,
"No more monkeys jumping on the bed!"

Nine little monkeys jumping on the bed,
One fell off...

Wait a second! The doctor has given specific instructions. This wise professional has figured out a simple way to keep further head injuries from taking place. And yet his instructions are ignored. I suppose that's be to expected. We can assume these are young monkeys, and you know what they say...monkeys will be monkeys. But then my attention turns to the mother - where is she?!?!

My daughter is sleeping and I'm wondering if I should let this piece of literature remain in our home. Maybe I could point out the parental neglect. Or I could simply brush this off as another example of an overworked, single-parent home with the youngsters running amuck. I'll need to take some time and sort this out...