Goldilocks Syndrome

My Mom said I have Goldilocks Syndrome.  Don't worry, it's not contagious or anything.  She explained it this way.   She said that once upon a time there was this human girl named Goldilocks who went walking in the woods and came to a house.

She went inside like she owned the house even though she didn't.  Inside she found some porridge (whatever that is) and ate some. Then she sat on some chairs and broke one.  And then, being all tired out from messin' with other people's stuff, she decided to take a nap.

She tried one bed.  She didn't like it cuz it was too hard

Then another.  She didn't like that one cuz it was too soft.

And finally she found one that was just right.

When the  owners of the house came home, they saw that someone was messin' with their stuff.  Someone ate some of their food, and sat in their chairs and then they saw someone was actually sleeping in one of their beds.

That's when Goldilocks woke up and got scared cuz the owners of the house were bears and everybody knows that bears can hurt you if you mess with them so she ran away.

I don't get it. Why would Mom think I was like this Goldilocks person.

Your friend,

Zeva