Warm little bedtime stories, whispered close, for one small dreamer at a time.
No frantic noise, no cliffhangers, no ads shouting at your kid. Just one calm story and lights out.
Leo and Wade floating on their backs in the warm shallows, belly-up to the moon, holding still together while the tide takes its own sweet time coming back.
Leo and Wade floating on their backs in the warm shallows, belly-up to the moon, holding still together while the tide takes its own sweet time coming back.
First night on the moonlit reef. A small pufferfish goes still, a shell held to his ear, listening to the sea that followed them all the way here.
The four cousins at the creek's edge in the last gold-rose light, following the water on toward the unseen sea.
Jack and Oren stop in the Whispering Stretch at dusk, listening, a single firefly glowing warm between them.
Quinn holds a low branch up out of the way so a slower friend can pass underneath on the walk home.
The cousins pass a shell at the water's edge, one holding it to an ear, the tide low at dusk.
Desmond and Daphne set one leaf back into place, side by side, in no hurry.
High on the rock, Leo chooses the slow, safe path down.
Jack tucks a scrap of milkweed beside a tiny hollow-acorn house, like a little blanket.
Quinn and Desmond meet in the middle of the bamboo bridge, reaching for each other's hand.
The cousins gather close in the soft glow of the crystal cave, looking up together.
Jack holds out the empty sprinkle jar, small and honest, not hiding it.
Leo presses the last patch onto the little dam, and the water goes still and glassy behind it.
The four cousins flopped in a happy heap at the bottom of the slide, catching their breath together.
New stories most weeks. Follow in your favorite app and the next one just turns up at bedtime.
Goofy Daddy's Bedtime Stories is a podcast made for the last few moments of the day. The part where the lamp's on, the overhead's off, and everything gets quiet.
Each episode, a goofy daddy settles in close to the microphone and tells one small story about four little cousins and the big feelings that come with being little. A lost treasure. A hard question. A friend who needs help asking for it. They started out in the Whispering Woods, and lately they've followed the water all the way to the Coral Shallows. It's a warm, moonlit reef where everything's new again. Same cousins, same small hearts, no rush.
There are no chase scenes here. Nothing to solve before the timer runs out. Nobody's the bad guy. Just a warm voice, a few weird little friends who keep Daddy company on the broadcast, and a soft place to land at the end of the day.
Think Bluey's heart and Mister Rogers' calm, made for your ears in the dark.