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“I win!” Owl exclaimed.
She and bear were racing sticks in the creek.
“I don't want to play anymore,” Bear said.
“You always win.”
“I choose the right sticks.”
“See?”
“What’s that?”
“What?”
“That dot on your belly!” Owl said.
“Oh! That’s my belly button.”
“What does it do?”
“Not much, sometimes I put things in there.
I find stuff in it, too.
Look!”
Owl searched her own belly and found nothing.
 “Where is my belly button?”
 “Maybe you lost it.”
Oh no!
This wouldn’t be the first time owl had misplaced something.
What would Mother say when she found out what Owl lost this time?
“We must find my belly button!”
Owl and Bear searched high and low.
“Have you seen this belly button?”
“Looks familiar . . . Is that it?”
“I’m not sure this is what I’m looking for.”
Thanks anyway.
“Have you seen this belly button
Sure I have. There’s a bunch over there.”
These look more like Bear’s favorite treats.
Have you seen this belly button?”
I’m sorry, I have not seen that.
Here, have a hat.
Owl sighed. “There are too many woods for such a small button.
Then she had an idea.
Owl ran home.
She found a button and some glue.
Perfect!
Just then, Mother walked in.
That’s a nice button you have. Where did you get it?
Owl froze.
She did not know how to say things to Mother that were not true.
It’s my—my belly button.”
“Owl,” Mother said gently, “You don’t have a belly button.”
“I don’t? But Bear has one! I figured I  must have lost mine.”
Mother set Owl onto a stool and began to carefully remove the button from Owl’s belly.
“Before Bear was born, he lived inside his mother. His belly button connected him to her.”
Before you were born, you lived inside an egg. You had a belly button too, but it went away after you hatched.”
Bear keeps things in his button. He finds things in it, too.”
Mother nodded. “That’s nice.”
But I have feathers. I can puff them out, and sometimes I find twigs or bugs between them.”
“That’s right,” Mother said. “You do.”
And I have a beak! Bear doesn’t have a beak.”
Mother smiled. “Bear doesn’t need a beak.”
“Yeah,” Owl agreed. “We both have what we need.”
“Except . . . weren’t you wearing a different hat this morning?”
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