The Best Mothers Day Waffles

It's Mothers day morning in Sylvania and the little ones wanted to do something special for their Momma. Mrs B makes breakfast for them every morning, so they decided to make it for her instead. They were going to cook the most delicious breakfast in bed she's ever had!

"LET'S MAKE WAFFLES!"
"Oh Michael, you've spilt the flour everywhere!"

They worked hard to get the batter just right. Renee asked Jerome to pour the mixture into the waffle iron.

"Maybe we should use the ladle, Little One?"
"Jerome, you've made more mess than me!"

After many, many, many attempts, they finally made the perfect waffles. Renee picked a flower from the garden, Jerome poured a fresh OJ, and Michael poured as much syrup as he could all over the waffles. They arranged the breakfast onto the tray, then they snook upstairs to surprise Mrs B.

"HAPPY MOTHERS DAY MOMMA!"
"We made you waffles, all by ourselves!"
"Well, I can see that! Thank you little ones, you've made my day"

Happy Mothers Day, love the Beaver Family x

 

cup of tea and a park bench.

The brand new flower shop had just opened in town and everyone, Mrs Beaver included, was excited to have a look around.

"Oh how lovely are those tulips, lets get some for Mr B"

The shop was hustling and bustling with flower sniffing sylvanians. Mrs B bumped into one of her best friends, Mrs Neptune with her littlest one, Sandy. They were also buying a beautiful bunch of floral loveliness.

"Mrs B! I haven't seen you for so long, would you and the boys like to join myself and Sandy for a spot of tea and cake?"
"Would we ever!"

On their way to the Bistro, they bumped into another of their very best friends, Mrs Walnut, and her two little ones Ralph and Saffron. 

"Mrs Walnut! We're heading for tea and cake, join us!"
"Count me in ladies, I need to put my feet up!"

As they approached the Bistro the chef broke out in a cold sweat as he saw the group of Momma's and babies. 

"Madame Vache, what do we do! There is so many of them and so many sticky little fingers!"
"Monsieur, don't fret, I'll handle this!"

Being a Nanny herself, Madame Vache knew all the babies needed was a little entertaining, so she asked them all to help her serve their Mommas their tea and cake. And help her they did!

"Oh my goodness, Michael what are you doing! Get out of the serving trolly! Thank you so much for this Madame Vache, but could we take our cakes to go? I think we've caused enough trouble for one afternoon"

The babies just had far too much energy, so they headed to the place they knew they'd get a little piece and quite... the park.

"If this doesn't wear them out, I don't know what will!"

Finally the Mommas had a minute to sit, relax, and enjoy the scrumptious cakes and have a good old catch up. Madame Vache even threw in some macaroons. She must of known they needed them!

"I could sit here with you, my friends, for hours"
"Me too Mrs B, me too"

Little did they know Michael was up to mischief... again.

"Wahoooo, I'm so fast!"

"Now Sandy, push me as high as you can, I'm going to make it to the moon!"

"TO THE MOOOOOOON!"

"AAAAAAAAAHHHH" 

Luckily Michael landed in the soft shrub behind the treehouse.

"Oh Michael, whenever will you learn. Are you feeling ok? Are you hurt?"
"I don't know Momma..."
"Will a slice of cake help?"
"I think it might, yes, cake will help"

While Michael and Jerome stuffed their faces with cake, Mrs B tried to get the remainder of the bush out of Michaels clothes,

"You'd make a lovely garden topiary, Michael"
"Shall I do it again?"
"NO!"