Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi
Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi
Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi
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20 <strong>Four</strong> Little <strong>Blossoms</strong> <strong>at</strong> <strong>Brookside</strong> <strong>Farm</strong><br />
"Well, I would/' advised Meg. "Not a<br />
spandy clean one, 'cause you mussed up two yesterday.<br />
Put on the green one again, can't you?'*<br />
"I tore th<strong>at</strong>," objected Dot, who certainly had<br />
bad luck with her clothes. "Oh, dear, I don't<br />
see why I wasn't a bird with a dress all glued<br />
on."<br />
" 'Most ready?" asked Mother Blossom, who<br />
had come upstairs while the <strong>little</strong> girls were<br />
talking. "Let Mother tie your ribbon, Meg.<br />
Wh<strong>at</strong>'s the m<strong>at</strong>ter with Dot?"<br />
Meg bubbled into a gay <strong>little</strong> laugh.<br />
"She was wishing she was a bird with a dress<br />
glued on," she said.<br />
"Wouldn't th<strong>at</strong> be funny?"<br />
"Yes, it would," agreed Mother Blossom.<br />
"But bring me the white pique, dear, and let me<br />
help you into it. Daddy is waiting for us."<br />
Dot was buttoned into a clean dress in a<br />
minute, and then Mother Blossom had to call<br />
Twaddles away from the basin in the b<strong>at</strong>hroom<br />
where he was playing in the w<strong>at</strong>er instead of<br />
washing his hands, and she had to find a clean<br />
handkerchief for Bobby, and then, <strong>at</strong> last, they<br />
could all go downstairs.