Mr Beaver's Home!

Mr Beaver's arrived home from his trip. The whole family were so excited to see him!

"Poppa's home! Poppa's home!"

He didn't waste a minute, he went straight to his studio and went through all the paintings he did while he was away. But he wasn't happy with any of them. He tried to work on them but he still wasn't happy.

"But Poppa they're wonderful!"

He decided to take a break and stroll around the garden. Mrs Beaver and the children had been so busy. He was admiring all the beautiful flowers when he had a marvellous idea. 

"I know exactly what to paint!"

Mr Beaver painted the most beautiful thing he saw in the garden…

"Oh Mr Beaver, it's me!"

Poor Teddy

Well, after Michael potted Teddy in one of the flower pots, he was terribly dirty. So Mrs Beaver had no choice but to poor poor old Ted in the washing machine

"Im so sorry Teddy, not too much longer in the roll polly machine!"

It was such a lovely day, Mrs Beaver decided to dry Teddy on the washing line

"I'll wait right here until you dry Teddy!"

Finally poor Teddy was all dry and squeaky clean!

"I'm sorry Teddy, next time I'll wrap you up in a blanky first!"

Planting and potting

Meanwhile back at the Beavers house…

Mrs Beaver returned home from shopping in the village and noticed her vegetable patch was in a terrible state

"Oh dear me, what will the neighbours think?"

The little ones all rallied together to help clear the mess.

"What would I do without all of you?!"

But Michael thought he would try planting something else other than seeds in the planters...

"I wonder if Teddy will grow into a Teddy tree?!"

To be continued...

The Painting Competition

While rummaging through the mail with his morning coffee, Mr Beaver came across a flyer for a painting competition to be held in Sylvania. Well, this is quite interesting he thought.

"I've been meaning to take a trip to paint for some time, this could be my ticket"

So Mr Beaver packeted his tent, his easel and of course his bbq, and headed out beyond the Sylvanian village for some artistic inspiration for the competition.

"Now here seems like as good a spot as any!"

So he set up camp, brewed himself some tea and started to unpack his mobile studio.

"Nothing like a warm brew to get the creative juices flowing"

Apart from all the sand getting in everything including his sleeping bag, it really was the perfect spot to paint. 

"Mrs Beaver will love this one, I'm sure!"

To be continued...