My two youngest boys are now afraid of bears because our Ukrainian neighbor told us that he witnessed a bear in our Catskills neighborhood once.
“Dad, bears could come into our house!” my 7 year old exclaimed.
“Son, bears don’t come into houses,” my wife retorted. “Find me a report of a bear breaking into a house. You won’t. It doesn’t happen.”
“Mom, there was a story about a bear that went into a car and chased the people out for a French fry,” he confidently stated.
“Son, that was a McDonald’s ad,” I said.
Sigh.
