The sun was shinning brite over the vally as the children ran thru the feilds laughin and playng. Birds were chirping sweetly on the tree’s branchs, and a soft breze blew across the medow. It was a perfet day for an advinture, and nobody wanted to go back home early. Even the old dog, Rusty, seemd happyer then ususal, waggin his tale as he chased butterflies around.