After Mrs Beaver dropped Michael off at Nursery, she invited the girls over for afternoon tea in their new conservatory. It had been a while since the girls had gotten together.
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| "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!
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| "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!
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| "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!
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| "Ouch!" |
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