Daddy Pig smiled. "That’s right, Peppa. The best treasure isn’t always at the end of a map. Sometimes, it’s right in your own living room."
And they all jumped in one last, happy muddy puddle—right on the carpet, which Mummy Pig said was "quite enough adventure for one day." Peppa Pig
Mummy Pig had an idea. "Let’s play a game. The rain is our river. The sofa cushions are our stepping stones. We have to cross the living room without touching the carpet." Daddy Pig smiled
Then Daddy Pig got a cardboard box. "This isn’t a box," he said. "It’s a dinosaur cave!" George’s eyes went wide. He crawled inside and roared his loudest roar. Sometimes, it’s right in your own living room
Peppa’s ears perked up. She and George carefully jumped from cushion to cushion, pretending crocodiles were in the water below.
"Daddy," she said, hugging his big round tummy. "We didn’t get to go to the Dino Park. But we made our own adventure. And it was even better because we did it together."
Soon, the whole living room was a Dino-Discovery Adventure Park of their very own. They had puddle-jumping contests in the hall (using imaginary rain), dinosaur footprint races, and even a picnic on the rug under a "shelter" made of blankets.