Blossom Sprout and the Mischievous Squirrels
by
Patches the Story Dog
A story about Morning Routine
for your 1st Grader
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The sun peeked through the petals of a giant sunflower. Inside, a cozy treehouse was waking up too. Leafy green walls glowed in the morning light. A mossy bed sat in the corner, and a little vine-wrapped sink dripped a single drop of dew. It was the start of a brand new day!
Blossom Sprout sat up in the mossy bed and stretched leafy arms wide. "What a beautiful morning!" Blossom said with a big, happy grin. Blossom was a cheerful plant monster who loved every single day. But most of all, Blossom loved gardening in the magical garden outside.
Blossom hopped out of bed and ran to the window. Outside, the garden was bursting with colorful flowers. Red roses, purple tulips, and bright orange marigolds swayed in the breeze. Friendly bees buzzed from bloom to bloom. "I want to go out and play RIGHT NOW!" Blossom said.
Blossom rushed past the mossy bed without making it. The blanket of soft petals was left in a messy pile. Blossom rushed past the vine-wrapped sink without washing up. Blossom rushed past the sunny kitchen table made from a wide mushroom cap without eating breakfast. "The garden is waiting!" Blossom cheered, running out the door.
Blossom ran into the garden and grabbed a tiny watering can. "Time to water my flowers!" Blossom said. But something did not feel right. Blossom's tummy growled like a grumpy bumblebee. Blossom's mouth felt fuzzy and dry. And Blossom's eyes were still a little sleepy and slow.
Blossom tried to water the roses, but the watering can felt so heavy. Blossom tried to pull a weed, but it would not budge. "Why do I feel so tired?" Blossom said with a big yawn. "I am a strong gardener, but today I feel like a wilting flower."
Just then, a wise little ladybug landed on Blossom's leaf-shaped ear. She was bright red with seven black spots and kind, knowing eyes. "Good morning, dear Blossom," the wise ladybug said. "You look like a plant that forgot to get its water. Did you do your morning steps today?"
"Morning steps?" Blossom asked. The wise ladybug smiled. "A gardener is just like a garden," she said. "A plant needs things in the right order to bloom. First sun, then water, then good soil. And YOU need your morning steps in order too! Wake up, make your bed, wash up, brush your teeth, get dressed, and eat a good breakfast."
Blossom thought about it. "I skipped ALL of them!" Blossom said. "No wonder I feel so wilty!" The wise ladybug nodded. "Here is a tip," she said. "Do the same steps in the same order every day. It will become as easy as a bee finding a flower. And if you get distracted, just go back to the step you missed."
Blossom hurried back to the cozy treehouse inside the giant sunflower. First, Blossom made the mossy bed and smoothed the petal blanket flat. Then, Blossom washed up at the vine-wrapped sink with cool, fresh dew. Next, Blossom brushed every single tooth until they sparkled. "This is not so hard!" Blossom said. "One step, then the next!"
Blossom got dressed in a favorite gardening apron covered in tiny flower patches. Then, Blossom sat at the sunny kitchen table made from a wide mushroom cap and ate a big breakfast of berry porridge and honeydew juice. "I feel AMAZING!" Blossom cheered. "I feel like a flower that just got watered!"
Blossom ran back into the garden, strong and ready. The watering can felt light. The weeds came right out. The wise ladybug flew by and winked. Blossom smiled and looked at all the flowers still waiting to grow. There was so much to do, so much to plant, and so much to discover. And tomorrow morning, Blossom would be ready for it all—one step at a time.