Tom Thumb

Arrival of Mini orphan Tom Thumb

Once upon a time in Switzerland of the poor cottage... "We don't have a child that's why we are too old," Loren. His beloved wife Dorothy Bray discussion with her beloved husband Loren Bray now. "Sighs. We are married two years ago," Dorothy. "I think your nose turned into a sausage?!" She noticed at this. "Oh no! Please turn my nose back to normal! That's close. Maybe fairy must be punished me." He begged to tell the fairy recently. "Don't worry about it. We have to go sleep now," Loren. His beloved wife Dorothy Bray smiles at him. Meanwhile night in the bedroom at the poor cottage... "I hear someone knocks the door. I find out who is," Dorothy. Her beloved husband Loren Bray woke and got up from the bed. Outside of the front wooden door... "No one's here. I think it's a mini orphan on our doorstep." He took a look at this. "Oh! Hello, I'm Dorothy Bray and this my husband Loren." His beloved wife Dorothy Bray greeted a mini orphan is standing on the doorstep now. "My name is Tom Thumb. I am so cold that I need to warm in," Dorothy. He manners her. "Come on my hand," Tom Thumb. "Sure! No Problems." "He is alone, so what we do with him," Dorothy?  Her beloved husband Loren Bray talks toward his beloved wife Dorothy Bray still standing on the floor wooden panel carpet during she holds a mini orphan Tom Thumb is on her hands. "We adopt him as our new son. I have to put our new son Tom Thumb in the crib at the nursery room," Loren. Duration in the nursery room... "Here are you," Tom Thumb. His adopt normal size foster mama Dorothy Bray put him in the crib and tuck some blanket on her new son Tom Thumb now. "Yawning! Thank you for dressing a night shirt on me," Dorothy. He seems so tired now. "Good night, Tom Thumb. Sighs. Let's go back to our room and get sleep now," Loren? She smiles at him, but his adopt normal size foster mama Dorothy Bray turned to look at her beloved husband Loren Bray is standing on the floor wooden panel carpet near to the crib. "Definitely. I guess so," Dorothy. Next morning in the crib of nursery room at the poor cottage... "Yawning! Oh wells? She left the clothes and hat here. I dress them up now. Aha! That's fits my size. Huh?" "Good morning Tom Thumb, I am Wok puppet." "You are talking to me," Wok? Loren and Dorothy's new mini son Tom Thumb were shocked at him recently. "Yeah. I'm. Look at our friends here." He nodded his head and repeatedly. "Wow! They are coming to life," Wok? "That's true, Tom Thumb. Drum boy? Start to music now." "Sure! No problem," Wok puppet. "La! I'm dancing now." Loren and Dorothy's new mini son Tom Thumb is singing and dancing now. Out of the hallway... "Listen to this," Dorothy. Her beloved husband Loren Bray heard of the door recently. "Maybe we find out what's going on," Loren? His beloved wife Dorothy Bray seems suspicious. "That's sound great idea. Let's go in." Whatever funny happen in the nursery room... "Alert of the adults," friends! Wok people warns them. "Yeah," Wok puppet. "La! I'm dancing and singing now. Huh?" A mini orphan Tom Thumb stopped to dance and sing, though he turned to look at his normal size adopt foster parents are standing on the floor wooden panel near the door. "I hear you are dancing and singing," Tom Thumb? His adopt normal size papa Loren Bray asked him. "Of course! I meets the Wok puppet and his friends toys are coming to life to talking me," Loren. "Sighs. You must be imagine that's why they're not real just a toys. Time for breakfast and come on my hand," Tom Thumb. He discussed with him. "Okay," Loren. He said. To be continued...