2024-04-13
29 分钟This is Ria, welcome to Little Stories for Tiny People.
Little Hedgehog has done many things.
She has gone on field trips, she has hosted parties, she has built a tree house,
or at least she observed Bibi do the work, but she's never celebrated her own birthday.
At least we have not been there to see it.
It's time.
Our story is called Little Hedgehog's Birthday Extravaganza.
Take it away, Juniper.
Remember, there are no pictures.
You have to imagine them in your mind.
You imagine them however you want.
Okay, let's go!
Mr. Hedgehog was enthusiastically typing the first draft of a non-fiction book about the famed explorer Hedgewig von Pricheltat when he heard a crumpling sound coming from the crack beneath his closed office door.
He had been in a state of flow, and he did not love the interruption.
Mr. Hedgehog stooped to grab the paper, smoothed it out, scanned the page, and shook his head with a smile.
He opened his office door.
Little Hedgehog, yes dad?
Your birthday is not for ten months.
Ten months and three nights, Mr. Hedgehog.
His daughter's best friend called from down the hall.