Fairy Tale Ending

Recently, we checked out a children's book from the library written by Charles Dickens. It was a charming little fairy tale with a message about hard work. It's called "The Magic Fishbone" and while it involves a princess and a fairy godmother, the ending is anything but typical:
"'It only remains,' said Grandmarina in conclusion, 'to make an end of the fishbone.' So she took it from the hand of the Princess Alicia, and it instantly flew down the throat of the dreadful little pug-dog next door and choked him, and he expired in convulsions. The End."

My boys looked a little shocked after I read it but I laughed out loud. I may or may not have been thinking about a certain devil dog that belonged to a previous next-door neighbor. Anyway, the funny thing is that before the rather shocking last paragraph the story had wrapped up in true fairy-tale fashion with a happily-ever-after scenario. So, for the last few days I've been imagining random paragraphs I could tack onto the end of my own story. It has helped me to laugh about things that might otherwise have made me a little cranky. Here are some of the endings I have come up with to add to the following: "So Sarah married a tall and handsome pediatrician and had five blue-eyed boys and lived happily ever after."

"For the next several days, Sarah would continue to find mostly-eaten tubes of chapstick in the most unusual of places. Each time she found one, hidden under a couch cushion or lurking behind a tissue box on the counter, it was as if her toddler was reminding her of all the goodnight kisses they would share past and future and also that she really needed to a better job of baby-proofing her house. The End."

"As she looked into a pair of those big blue eyes he said to her, 'Mom, I can pick my nose with my toes.' The End."

"As she walked down the stairs, her hair streaming behind her she smiled at the sound of laughter coming from her kitchen... until she saw the milk issuing at high velocity from the mouths of her children. She spent the rest of the day cleaning milk off of every kitchen surface. The End."

"And the boys spent a happy quarter-hour jumping off of the top of the basement fridge onto a pile of cushions on the floor before their mother caught them. The End."

"She had been meaning to reorganize those shelves anyway. So it was a good thing, really, when the boys climbed on them and pulled them over. As the contents of the shelves rolled across the storage room floor, Sarah smiled to herself. Her life was so full of cleaning and organizing opportunities. Who could ask for anything more? The End."

And Sarah wrote a blog entry and then went to bed and dreamed of a happily-ever-after in which she is able to sleep in without fear of the house being destroyed. The End.