Back at home, Peppa sat on the sofa, bored. "There’s nothing to do," she moaned.
"Oh dear," said Mummy Pig, looking at the car window. "The radio says the Dino-Discovery Adventure Park is closed because of the thunderstorm." Peppa Pig
They packed a picnic, buckled their seatbelts in the little blue car, and set off. Peppa was so excited she could hardly sit still. But after ten minutes of driving, the sky turned dark. Drip. Drop. Splash. It started to rain. Then it poured. Back at home, Peppa sat on the sofa, bored
Mummy Pig had an idea. "Let’s play a game. The rain is our river. The sofa cushions are our stepping stones. We have to cross the living room without touching the carpet." "The radio says the Dino-Discovery Adventure Park is
When the rain finally stopped and the sun came out, Peppa looked around at the blanket tent, the cardboard cave, and the scattered cushions. She wasn’t sad anymore.
And they all jumped in one last, happy muddy puddle—right on the carpet, which Mummy Pig said was "quite enough adventure for one day."
"Daddy," she said, hugging his big round tummy. "We didn’t get to go to the Dino Park. But we made our own adventure. And it was even better because we did it together."