All Aboard the Green Sleep-Train

All Aboard the Green Sleep-Train

It was bedtime, and David was in his pajamas. Bunny sat beside him on the green blanket. Then something went toot outside the window, and a little green train rolled right into the room.

The conductor owl tipped his little cap. "All aboard for the softest place for a dream," he said. David stood tall. "I will sit in front," he said. Bunny hopped up and sat right beside him.

The train rolled out through the window and up into the night sky. Below them lay Pajama Hills, striped and dotted in green and blue. David waved. Bunny's ears blew softly in the breeze.

The hills were quilted and cozy, like a giant bed. "Which way?" asked the owl. David pointed to the tallest hill. "That way," he said. He liked being in charge of the train.

But the hill was steep, and the little train slowed down. It puffed and puffed, and then it stopped. The owl blinked. "Our train is very sleepy," he said. "It needs some help to reach the top."

How does David help the sleep-train up the big hill?