|"Oh sounds lovely Mrs Beaver, count us in!"|
The conservatory was so lovely, with such a wonderful view of the garden. Mrs Beaver could keep an eye on Mr Beaver doing the gardening!
|"these sandwiches are divine!"|
Then Mrs Beaver saw Mr Beaver just in time, he was sweeping poor little Jerome up as he was playing in the grass!
|"Stop Mr Beaver!! That's not grass it's his hair!"|
For the rest of the afternoon, the girls had to pick grass out of little Jerome's hair. Silly Mr Beaver!