Caravan Holiday - Part 3

After a very long day, the Beaver family were very ready to settle down in their PJ's with hot chocolates and a good book. Mr Beaver was looking forward to a little bit of 'me time'.

"Hurry up Poppa, we know you've finished, we heard you flush!"
"Every year I forget about the lack of privacy... coming!"

After reading the story 4 times, everyone fell fast to sleep. There were 5 in the bed and the little one said...

"Roll over!"
"umph! Oh dear"

Mr Beaver decided he'd get a better nights sleep (and plenty more room) sleeping under the stars. Then little Michael crept up to him.

"I'm sorry if we pushed you out, Poppa"
"Don't you worry, sweetheart. Come on, snuggle in"

There wasn't a cloud in the sky and the stars were twinkling more than usual.

"Poppa, it's beautiful! Can I sleep here too?"
"Of course you can my darling"

The next morning, Mr B took his privacy into his own hands.

"Poppa, what's that?"
"It's a place to be in peace, and how I've been looking forward to it!"

But word got out about this peaceful place.

"Hurry up,Poppa, there's a queue!"
"hmmmmm"

Mrs B thought maybe Mr B deserved an afternoon of peace and quite. So she decided to take all the children on a little hiking adventure.

"Do you have everything you need, Mr B?"
"Don't you worry about me, go have a wonderful adventure!"

The hiked all the way to the top of the cliff, the veiws from the top were just beautiful.

"Look at the views, Momma, and look at the beautiful flowers!"
"come away from the edge, all of you!"

The little ones were feeling very confident as they made their way to the cliff edge.

"It's ok, Momma! We're using these steps in the cliff face!"
"Right, just watch your step, my heart keeps missing a beat!"

But just over the cliff edge, they heard a familiar sound...

"It's Poppa!"
"Hello family! It was very quiet at the caravan, I missed you... can somebody give me a hand?!"

Everyone was over the moon to see their Poppa, and very excited to take the weight off their little feet.

"come on poppa, a bit faster!"
"It's difficult with the two of you on my back!"

After another lovely day, Mr and Mrs B started a lovely campfire for them to enjoy toasted marshmallows. Then to finish off a perfect day, Jerome treated them to some incredible Spanish Guitar.

"Wow, amazing, I didn't't know he could play?!"
"neither did I! Wonders never cease!"

Caravan holiday - part 2

The little ones had waited long enough, they were desperate to take the boats out onto the lake.

"Michael, you need to put this on quick. Safety first!"

But the little ones were getting a very impatient.

"Hurry Renee, if we wait for Momma and Poppa, we'll be waiting forever!"

"Paddle faster or they'll see us!"

"Where are Michael and Renee, Mr B?"
"The boats gone, those little monkeys!"

"well if you can't beat them, join them, Mr B"

Further down the river they finally caught up with the two little scamps.

"Ok you two, you've had your fun. Lets get back before it gets dark"

to be continued...

Caravan Holiday - part 1

 It was that time of year again, the Beavers needed some quality family time together. Mr Beaver dusted off the thick layer of dust covering their trusty caravan and asked the family to pack the essentials.

"What a splendid idea!"

Mrs B was a having a little trouble deciding which "essentials" to pack.

"Do you think eau de violets or eau de lavender would be best for the trip?"

After much deliberation, they were ready to load the car and set off!

"What on earth do you have in here Mrs B, it ways a tonne!"
"Oh its probably your shoes, Mr B. They're terribly chunky!"
"Right..."

And they were off...

"Eye spy with my little eye, something beginning with C..."
"...Cows?"

"...something beginning with G..."
"... Goats?"

"... something being with L..."
"...Lake? The lake! Were here!"

They finally arrived at the beautiful Sylvanian Lake. Mrs Beaver spied the perfect spot for them to get settled in.

"Well done Mrs B, this really is the perfect spot. When you've finished unpacking all your eau  de toilettes, come and enjoy your veggie kebab!"

to be continued...

Renee's Plant Babies

While helping her Momma in the potting shed, Renee found an old packet of seeds with the name all smudged out. She asked what the seeds could be, but her Momma didn't know, she said there was only one way to find out...

"Well we're going to have to be patient little one, it may take some time before we know what these little babies are going to grow up to be!"

So Renee waited...

...and waited. She even took them to bed with her so they wouldn't be cold and lonely out in the potting shed.

"Night night, little babies. Sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs, or any bugs for that matter, bite!"

Eventually the little plant babies started to grow too big for their pot!

"I think it's time we planted them out in the big bed, in the garden!"
"Thats a shame, I quite liked them in my bed, with me."

The whole family came to help plant the plant babies in their new home. 

"Be careful boys, they're very delicate!"
"No worries, Renee. We'll be careful with them!"

Renee didn't want the plant babies to spend their first night alone in the garden. So her Poppa helped her pitch a tent up, so she could spend the night in the garden to be close to them, just in case they needed her.

"I'm just here little ones!"

Determined to make sure they all grew strong and healthy, Renee did everything to help them grow. She fed them the best plant food, watered them with refreshing water and everyday she sang to them.

"Lalalalaaaaaaaa la la la aaaa laaaaaaa"

The boys saw Renee singing away and thought if they could make a louder sound, maybe they would grow even bigger!

"Oh boys, yes, this is a wonderful idea!"

Then Mr and Mrs B heard all the noise coming from the garden. So they grabbed their favourite instruments and headed to the veggie patch to help!

"What is it we're playing?"
"I've no idea Mr B, I think it's Jazz, play whatever you feel!"

Their friends heard all the music coming from the Beavers house, and being the best friends anyone could wish for, grabbed their own instruments and joined them in the back garden, by the veggie patch to help make a bigger sound!

"Wow this is some sound!"
"You don't say! This is the first time I've played violin, Mr Walnut!"
"First time I've played the drums too, Mr B!"

The next morning while Mr B brewed his morning coffee, and read his morning paper, he heard the sound of excited screaming coming from the garden! The plants had miraculously grown over night! The music therapy had worked a treat!

"CARROTS! THE PLANT BABIES ARE CARROTS!"

Renee carefully harvested the whole crop of carrots. Mrs B told her to make sure they were fully scrubbed ready for cooking into some delicious dishes. So she gave them a bath.

"splash splash carrots taking a bath, scrubbing dirt all on Saturday night, yeah! A rub a dub, just relaxing in the tub, thinking you're gonna taste alright!"

Mr B had quite the surprise as he was taking a bath that evening.

"This is the strangest Loofah I've ever seen! It smells organic."

After he was all cleaned using the new bathroom loofah, he headed down to see what was for dinner. Mrs B and Renee were cooking tonight and it smelled d-e-licious!

"What smells so good!"
"We made carrot pizza, carrot casserole, carrot burgers and carrot cake!"
"Well I'd better try that cake, just to make sure the carrots are ok!"

Mr B scoffed down the first slice of Carrot cake. Renee waited in anticipation. Did the carrots taste ok? Where they edible? Was all her hard work for nothing???

"Well??"
"hmmm, I'm not sure, I'd better have another slice, just to be  on the safe side!"
"Poppa, why do you smell like a carrot?"

Easter egg Dilema

All the little ones in Sylvania were so excited, it was finally Easter time. They all dressed up for the occasion. But what they were most excited about, was the hunt for the chocolate eggs.

"Come on Jerome, we can't start the hunt until we all hatch out of the egg!"

One by one the little chicks came out of the egg to start the big Sylvania Easter egg hunt. 

"Come on peeps, the chocolate eggs aren't going to eat themselves!"

But they couldn't find any eggs at all. Feeling frustrated,  Michael thought he would take matters into his own hands.

"What are you doing up there, Michael?"
"Well, I thought I try and lay an egg myself, I am a chick after all!"

Michael couldn't believe his eyes, his plan worked! So he ran down to tell the others!

"Look! Look! I layed a chocolate egg!"
"Michael, that's not Chocolate..."
"Eeeeeeeww!"

Renee guided the little ones in the right direction, and low and behold there were lots of delicious giant chocolate Easter eggs for them all.

"Maybe next time leave it to the Easter bunny Michael!"

Happy Easter, one and all x

 

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!"