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Whose family are we going to meet today?

Gracie and Myla's!

Gracie is six.

Myla is five.

And they're sisters.

They live with their dad,

mum,

and brother Billy

in a town near the countryside.

I wonder what they're up to today?

It's washing day, and Gracie is helping Mum fold the towels.

Or trying to!

-Have you got the corners?

-No.

-Got the corners?

-Yes.

-All right.

Give it a bit of a shake.

Give it a little shake, but don't drop it!

Don't drop it.

Have you got it?

Give it a shake.

Oh!

You monkey! Right!

Now it's Myla's turn to help.

Kind of.

Silly sausage.

Myla, don't drop it!

And now we've got to walk together.

Hold it.

Excellent folding!

Lie down.

An empty washing basket?

Now, what can Mum do with that?

Ready? Ready?

Myla? Come here.

Have you heard of the washing basket monster?

Erm, no?

Are you ready?

One, two, three!

Rawwrrr!

Ahh!

Aaaahhhhh!

Oh, no! It's going to get you!

Ahh, Billy's let the washing basket monster out!

Better run from the monster, Myla!

Myla's turn.

-Can I do this?

-You want to be the washing basket monster?

OK, you have to crouch down.

Crouch down.

Mum and Billy help her under the basket.

You have to tuck your head in.

Gracie, come here! You've got to be quiet,

because there might be a washing basket monster around here.

Oh!

Argh, it's going to get you!

Mum doesn't quite fit under the basket!

I am the washing basket monster!

I'm going to eat you now! Raawwrrr!

Come here, you two!

You're going nowhere!

Myla's escaped from the monster, but not from Dad!

-Grr!

-Yay!

Gracie, Myla and the family are off to find winberries -

wild berries that are safe to eat.

I don't think Billy will find many.

What do we call it when the trees block all the sun out?

-BOTH:

-A tree tunnel!

-A tree tunnel.

Where's the blueberries?

They must be getting close now.

Those berries must be around here somewhere.

Keep looking, see if you can see anything growing on these plants.

I can't see anything.

This looks like a winberry.

Still can't see any.

Can't see any?

Do you think we're going to find any?

-Daddy!

-There's none up here.

Daddy, we've found one!

-No way!

-Here!

-There, look!

-Oh, wow.

Dad better make sure it's the right berry.

-That's it, pull them off.

-Look, Mummy!

Show Mummy that one. Look, we found one here!

-That was in my bowl.

-Wow!

-That was in my bowl.

-Brilliant!

Maybe if they pick enough berries, they can make a pie.

-Will you help me find some?

-There's one.

See it in there, look?

Got it?

What's that on your hands, Gracie?

Mummy, I cut my finger.

You've cut your finger? Come here.

You've not cut your finger, that's winberry juice!

-It's still there.

-You silly sausage!

Mmm, it tastes sweet! You taste it.

Mmm, I like it!

Billy prefers buggies to berries.

I'm going to get the prize for the biggest one!

I've got loads.

I can't reach it.

Look here now, Gracie.

Up there, look, in there, in there.

Nice and gentle.

Good girl!

Wow, go and put them in the pot, quick.

Oh, wow!

-Is there quite a few in there, Myla?

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

-Have we collected quite a lot from here?

-Yeah.

-Good girl.

With a tub of berries, it's time to head home.

Back in the kitchen, Myla, Gracie

and Mum start to make the fruit pie.

-ALL:

-# Heave ho! Heave ho! #

Back and forth, let's see if we can get it bigger?

# Heave ho! Heave ho! #

You've got flour in your hair!

And on your chinny-chin chin!

Show Myla.

Flour can be very messy.

I can make figures with them.

-No, you can't.

-You can!

-Watch.

-Then make one.

-OK.

I'll make a racing car.

I'm still working on my race car.

And I'm working on my triangle.

Hey, girls, remember you've got a pie to make!

We've got a bit of juice in our pie!

Have you? That's good.

Swirl that juice around.

Oh, they smell lovely, girls.

You'll be able to smell it in a minute.

This is fun.

I've got it up on my arms as well.

-You've got it everywhere, haven't you?

-I got mine up my arms.

And on my neck and on my hair.

Right, this pie needs to get baked.

Come on, sweetie pie.

I made the hair, the eyes, the nose and the mouth.

-Gracie, that's really good.

-It's a girl.

-Daddy, come and look at the girl that Gracie's made!

-Wow!

That's the hair, and here, that's the eyes, that's the nose,

-and that's the mouth.

-Excellent, that's well clever.

And this white flour is the make-up.

-Excellent, that, babe.

-Thank you, Daddy.

How clever!

Gracie has made a pastry person.

It's been a busy day.

So it's time to cool down with a treat.

An ice lolly!

Rockets zoom!

Whose rocket will be the first to the fence?

Five!

Four!

Three!

Two!

One!

Blast-off!

My rocket's landed!

Billy, Myla and Gracie decide to have a lolly-licking race.

No cheating! Let Billy lick his own.

Myla, do you think I'm going to win, yeah?

Who's been doing the most lolly licking, then?

I ate the most.

-Myla?

-Yeah?

-I finished.

See who's the winner?

Me!

Gracie, are you sure you're the winner?

Is that a bit of your lolly on the floor?

You didn't eat it!

You dropped it!

You didn't eat it, you throwed it on the floor.

-That was Billy's.

-No.

-It was.

It had red on.

-It didn't.

-Yes, it did.

-Well, I was still the winner.

-It was yellow.

And Billy didn't have yellow, he had orange.

So it WAS you that throwed it on the floor.

Gracie may not have won, but she's not last.

Billy is still eating his.

Here comes the pie.

-Yeah!

-That looks amazing, well done!

-Wowee!

Right, who wants a slice of pie?

I want the biggest one!

Look at the mixture, it's yellow and purple inside.

Mmm! That pie looks BERRY good!

-What do you think of your pie?

-It's good.

-Look, Mummy, I found a winberry.

-Oh, yeah.

-Mmm, is that nice?

-Do you want more?

-BILLY MAKES A NOISE

-Good boy!

Awesome!

I wonder who we're going to meet next time on Our Family?