She sat in the first chair — Papa Bear’s. “Too big!”

She tried the second — Mama Bear’s. “Too squishy!”

Then she sat in Baby Bear’s little wooden chair. “Just right!” she giggled, wiggling and rocking.

But suddenly — CRACK! The chair broke into pieces!

Goldilocks stood up quickly, gasping. “Oh no…”

Feeling sleepy, she climbed the stairs and found three beds in a snug little bedroom.

Papa Bear’s bed was too hard. Mama Bear’s was too soft. But Baby Bear’s bed felt just right.

She curled up under the covers and soon drifted into a deep sleep.

Not long after, the bear family returned home.

Mama Bear gasped, “Someone’s been eating our porridge!”

Papa Bear said, “Someone’s been sitting in my chair!”

“And someone broke mine!” Baby Bear cried. He looked at the broken pieces and his eyes filled with tears. “That was my favorite chair…”

Suddenly, they heard a soft snore from upstairs. The bears tiptoed up and peeked into the bedroom.

“There she is,” whispered Mama Bear.

“Sleeping in my bed!” Baby Bear said.