Mama took the cubs into her lap.
"Everybody gets into an argument once in a while," she said.
"Even folks who love each other very much."
"You and I don't have arguments," said Papa.
"Oh, yes, we do," said Mama.
"No, we don't," argued Papa.
"We're having one right now," said Mama, "about whether or not we have
While Papa thought that one over, Mama went on to say that occasional
arguments are part of living together.
"We get angry, even call each other names and say things we don't
really mean - and after a while it's over."
"Like the storm?" asked Sister.
The rain had almost stopped, and the sun was beginning to shine through
"Yes," said Mama. "Like the storm."
"Look!" said Papa. The sun shining on the last of the rain had made a rainbow.
"A rainbow is something very beautiful that happens after a storm," said Mama,
looking at the cubs.
"You mean like making up after a big fight?"
"Sort of," said Mama.
excerpt from The Berenstain Bears get in a Fight by Stan & Jan Berenstain