Go back home and wash your hands.
The baby rat has dinner with his mother.
It’s getting dark, and the baby rat is going to sleep.
Lying on the bed, the baby rat smelled a tempting apple scent. “Mom, I want to eat an apple.” “Go to sleep! Good boy, Apple is already asleep.”
Papa, papa! Baby Mouse wants to see if Apple is really asleep.
On the plate, red apples huddled together motionless.
Oops! Apple really fell asleep. “Mom, Baby Apple is asleep, and I’m going to sleep too.”
The baby rat climbed onto the bed, covered the quilt, and went to sleep.
