The old black bear couldn’t run very fast.

I love to ride over the bump on that bridge.

Let’s build a tree house near the nest.

My mother told me to drink my milk.

Does your father have flowers in the yard?

Trot straight down that street.

He couldn’t write with the blue ink.

Tom loves to swim and jump in the water.

Brad will help build a green doghouse.

My mother drives a big truck.

My father got a blue shirt from my mother.

The bear went straight to the big tree.

Kent couldn’t stop himself as he coasted down the hill.

I love spring when the flowers bloom and look fresh and perfect.

It wasn’t my dad’s fault that he couldn’t start to build my tree house that day.

My mother kept all my drawings from first grade.

Your father has my grandfather’s old belt tied around his waist.

To get to Big Bear Camp, head straight down Spring Street.