Betsy's First Breakfast
Betsy's First Spring:
Betsy is learning about spring. Betsy loves the colors of the wild flowers. I wanted to show Betsy the little animals. With the excitement of spring Betsy will have her first Easter Bonnet
"WATCH FOR BETSY'S EASTER BONNET".
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Betsy's First Spring
By Ann Fisher, Sonny Heston
AuthorHouseCopyright © 2013 Ann Fisher
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Early one morning, Annie and I were looking out the window. We saw Mr. Snowman waving good-bye as he disappeared around the barn. The icicles were falling from the branches of the trees. "Betsy!" said Annie. "Spring is coming. We will soon be able to play outside."
"Oh, I am so glad," I said. "The days of winter are coming to an end."
One morning the sun was shining so brightly through the window that it woke me up. Annie said, "Get up, Betsy! The snow is melting. I can see patches of green grass. Spring is here at last."
Mrs. Robin Red Breast was sitting on the windowsill. "Betsy!" Annie said. "Mrs. Robin is letting us know that spring is here."
"What's so special about spring?" I asked.
"Oh, Betsy," Annie said. "It's my favorite time of the year. It is the beginning of a special season. All of God's little animals will be coming out of their winter homes. The grass is turning green, and we will see the baby cottontails playing. Mrs. Cottontail will be watching from a nearby bush." Annie giggled.
"Now that I am four months old, I like to hold Annie's hand as we walk together in the warm sunshine."
"Betsy," Annie said, "let's walk over to the little pond where the willow trees are growing. We can see if the goldfish are swimming."
I looked up at the tall trees and saw the green leaves. I asked Annie, "Does God always paint a beautiful picture of spring?"
"Yes," Annie said. "The birds are coming back home. The spring flowers are growing along the roadside."
I said, "I know why God loves spring. God has painted all the pretty flowers."
"This is why spring is my favorite time of the year," said Annie.
I held Annie's hand and said, "It will be my favorite too. The countryside is so beautiful."
We walked along the road where the little, yellow buttercups were blooming. Annie showed me the orange Indian paintbrush and the bright-yellow bachelor's buttons. "Annie, can we sit and looked at the beautiful flowers?" I asked.
"Oh yes, Betsy. What a good idea," said Annie. We sat a while, looking across the green pasture. We saw the cows eating the green grass.
"I know why God loves to paint in the spring," I said. "He uses all the colors of the rainbow."
"Betsy, look." said Annie. "The Texas bluebonnets are starting to bloom. They are a special flower."
"Why are the bluebonnets special?" I asked.
"It is the Texas state flower," said Annie. I smiled at her. I liked the bluebonnets best of all because they are special.
"Annie," I said, "we should pick a bouquet of flowers for your mother."
"That is a wonderful idea," said Annie. "My mother will be so surprised." We picked the wildflowers one by one. We wanted to mix the colors very carefully. When we had our hands full, it was time to go home.
As we walked in the green pasture, we saw a little ground squirrel sunning outside his winter home. "Hello, Mr. Ground Squirrel," I said. Mr. Ground Squirrel waved at us. Then he quickly scampered back into his winter home.
We saw a little field lark busy building her nest underneath a small bush.
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