GM: That’s a beautiful harvest day banner, Emily.
E: Thank you, Grandmother Bear. I painted it myself. Is it straight, Cat?
C: Your side is perfect, Emily. Owl, you need to be a little lower. Lower, lower.
C: Too low
FB: Let me help you out, Owl.
FB: Happy Harvest Day, everyone!
All: Happy Harvest Day!
MB: I hope there is room for my chocolate tarts. .
L: Here, Mother Bear. Set them right between the peach cobbler and the butterscotch bars. This would be the pudding section. And all the cookies should go over here.
GR: My goodness, Little Bear. You certainly know your desserts.
MB: Yes, our Little Bear has a very big sweet tooth.
L: A sweet tooth ? What’s that?
GM: It’s what we say about someone when they love sweets. They’ve got a sweet tooth.
L: I think I’ve got more than one.
GF: Maybe you’ve got a whole mouthful.
FB: Well, who will give me a hand setting up for the games?
E: Aren’t you coming, Little Bear?
L: In a minute, I am trying to decide about the desserts.
E: It’s hard to know which one to pick.
L: I am going to eat all of them.
E: All of them?
E: Well, good luck!
FB: Welcome one and all to the Harvest Day Picnic. And now let the games begin.Contestants for the sack race, please take your places.
MB: Little Bear, you don’t want to miss the race, do you?
L: No, Mother Bear.
O: Hey, no fair, cat doesn’t have all of his feet in the sack.
C: Really Owl? I was only going to use two of my legs for the race.
O: Well, good. There is no point to complain the game unless you play by the rules.
GR: All right, everybody, on your mark. Get set ! Go !.
MI: Oh, no.
O: Mitzi, that’s not fair. It’s against the rules.
MI: I won. I won.
GR: I am sorry, Mitzi. There is no swinging.
O: I should think not.
GR: The winners are Cat and Emily!
L: Congratulations, Emily!
O: Congratulations, Cat!
C: Where have you been?
L: Oh, I took a wrong turn.
D: I don’t think I am going to win anything today.
FB: I don’t know, Duck. I think you like musical chairs.
D: Musical chairs, I love musical chairs.
FB: Let’s play.
O: You are out, Little Bear.
L: Oh, Well.
E: You didn’t even try.
L: Let’s see , sweet tooth. Where were we? Oh, yes, cookies. Hello.
GR: Who were you talking to, Little Bear?
L: My sweet tooth.
X: And did your sweet tooth answer you back?
L: He said,” have another cookie.”
GM: Oh, I see.
E: Granny, the music.
L: Now the fudge.
FB: Here is this year’s musical chair champion.
D: Is there a game that I can win?
MB: How about bubbling for apples, Duck?
D: I’m good at that.
FB: Come on, I need some help filling in the tank.
L: What was that, sweet tooth? You are absolutely right. Peach Cobbler.
FB: We are ready.
MB: Here the apples.
M: This is hard.
H: Come on, Little Bear, have a try.
L: Let Duck go next.
D: Stand back, everyone. Let me show you how it’s done. I did it. I won. I won.
GF: Congratulations, Duck!
FB: Good job!
GM: Well done, Duck. Now it’s time for the biggest contest of the day, the harvest day pie eating contest.
L: I just, I just don’t want to.
MB: Little Bear, Stomachach?
MB: Sweet tooth got the better of you.
L: ~~. My sweet tooth wanted to try every dessert.
MB: Maybe we’d better take you home and put you to bed.
FB: Stomach feels any better?
L: A little. You know what? I think I lost my sweet tooth.
MB: That can happen.
L: Do you think it will ever come back?
MB: Good night , Little Bear!
L: Pumpkin pie? No, thanks. Maybe tomorrow.
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