Don’t Go Floppy

Norbert (feeling his ribs): “My stomach is hurting because of all dese bones.”

Papa: “Oh, are there bones in there?”

Norb: “Yes. And dere are bones in my arms and my legs and my feet.”

Papa: “What do they do?”

Norb: “Dey make me hurt.”

Peter: “You need bones so you don’t go all floppy!”