Daniel Tiger's Neighborhood | Too Silly at the Post Office

we're going.

It's where we mail letters and packages.

- Hmmm... Where do you think we're going?

Is it the post office?

(chuckling) - It sure is!

Nice guessing.

- ♪ We're going to the post office, to put letters in the mail ♪ ♪ Won't you skip along with me?

♪ ♪ Won't you skip along with me?

♪ Cha cha cha!

Now I'm feeling... silly!

Post office!

Cha cha cha!

Hello, Mr. McFeely.

- Why, hello there, Daniel.

Dad Tiger.

Margaret.

What can I do for you today?

- I need to get some stamps for these letters.

- Alrighty, let me see what you've got.

- Margaret, look at me, I'm a shark!

(giggling) Glub glub!

I'm a puffer fish.

(giggling) - Dan!

Dan!

- I'm an octopus!

Look at my silly arms!

- Oh, careful, Daniel!

- Whoa!

- Uh-oh!

- Oh...

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- Hey, it looks like you were feeling a little too silly, huh?

- Uh-huh.

- And how are you feeling now?

- I feel... bad.

I didn't mean to knock over all of those letters.

- Mistakes happen, Daniel.

I understand.

- It's OK to feel silly sometimes, but you need to stay calm in the post office.

Do you want to ask Mr. McFeely how you can help?

- Uh-huh.

Mr. McFeely, would it help if I picked up the letters?

- Yes indeedy!

Thank you, Daniel.

- ♪ Uh ba ba, ba da ba ba ♪ Boom, boom, boom!

All done!

- Good work, my fuzzy guy.

- Can you help me with one more thing?

- Uh-huh!

- Choose a stamp for this letter.

- Ooh!

I choose... this one!

- And speedy, too!

- Goodbye, Mr. McFeely, thanks for your help.

- Bye, Mr. McFeely!

- So long, and... speedy delivery!

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