So... where were we?
Pumpkins (3) in a nuclear family.
Out for a walk.
Golden frog comes along.
What happens next?
Strangely, the pumpkins have left a perfectly good meal sitting on the table whilst they go for their walk. So Golden frog decides to make herself at home amongst the breakfast things. Weird, huh? Quite obviously she was not brought up right. Anyway...
Daddy Pumpkin's tea-cup was too large.
Mummy Pumpkin's tea-cup was too trashy.
But Baby Pumpkin's cup had frogs on it so it was just right.
Mummy Pumpkin's toast was not cooked at all.
Daddy Pumpkin's toast was carcinogenic.
And (surprise, surprise) Baby Pumpkin's toast looked perfect.
So Golden Frog slathered it in home-made marmalade from the Harrison-Burnett farm at Tilba and got stuck in.
She was about half-way through when she heard footsteps....
to be continued
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