Guess what! Last week, at my club Beavers, I got the Beaver doll for being so good. And, he’s so special that he’s got a neckacheif wth a badge on the back like all Beavers wear. And he’s so cheeky he’s always taking his scarf off and hiding it in the my wardrobe! The cheeky boy. And he always sneaks around with me – even if I’m just going to the toilet! The daring devil. Also, he sneaks into my bed replacing my old cuddly toy (remember, Ben) with himself! The trouble-maker. Grr…!
He also went in the car with me while we drove William up to school, and he went in the park and the library and also he sneaked himself into my bedroom to play with my Monster High Dolls. He went to the doctor with Nanny, me and Mummy and played on the abacas thing and looked at the fish. He did some hard maths at the table and really enjoyed it (hopefully).
Mr. Beaver went to the fair with us, and he was too scared to go on any of the rides that we did like ‘Waltzer’ or ‘The Dodgems of Doom’ or something, but he very much enjoyed nicking mine and Andy’s chips!! :O
He even went to Willen Lake with me, Tilly and her friend. Mummy got some sneaky photographs of him while he wasn’t looking, and he wasn’t too pleased about that, I have to say!
Today Mr. Beaver came to Wrest Park with me, Tilly, Jessica, Katy, Elise, Taryn and Freya. All the grown-ups were Debbie, Elise’s mum, Emma, Katy and Jessica’s mum, Carys, Taryn and Freya’s mum, and Mummy. Mr. Beaver had a go on the zipwire, and I held him on and Taryn pushed him along. He was thrown off the tower a couple times by Jessica because she got annoyed with him for smacking her with his scarf. And he slid “Whhoo, yeah!” down the silver slide. “Whhoooppppeeeee, yeeaaahhhh!” he had screamed. “This time push me. ‘Tis unwise, ’tis unwise!” And we got extremely annoyed. Real, like buster, real annoyed.
Mr. Beaver also went swimming with us…not in the pool, though, although while we got dressed I tried to put my spare pair of goggles on him, although I had to tighten them as they possibly could, and then…they did fit! 🙂
Mr. Beaver also went to the Eiffel Tower and did he bother going up the steps? Of course not! So he took the lift. He saw a different beaver – a girl. “La po goofh le cumguit?” he questioned her. She laughed. “Do you know how to speak Englsh?”
“Umm…shataka?”
“Sho9 lae hiiu?”
“Hey, bozo! What ya banging on about!”
“So you do speak English! Hi!” “Can you help me speak French? You know…I – speak English, umm…”
“Say this: quash gifga quac.” “Quash quicka gifgaf qwac?” “Ha, ha! You just said my gifgaf balance was a cucumber!”
He went to Disney Land too, of course, and held Donald Duck’s hand ;)
Then he said to me, “I want to go to Egypt, mother, and meet an Egyptian girl – considering how pretty and amazing they are…”
“Uh – umm…you’re not really old enough – dear, so…”
“Yeah, but I want a – Beaver and Egyptian sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g! That’d be perfect…”
“Umm…well, if that’s what you want – but, you see, I have different plans.”
“Yeah. If that’s what you think – bye bye, mother, I’ve had enough of you and Ethel, Robert too. And Willam, he’s just William and most annoying. ‘Member when Ethel wanted Jack Morgan to be her twit-twoo? And when Robert wanted Miss Cannon to be his twit-twoo? Now it’s my turn!” And he stormed out of the house in a rage, without booking.
Then he went to watch the World Cup Football. The winner was just picking up the gold trophy when instead they picked up Mr. Beaver! And now he’s the gold cup in museums and things 😉
