It is Saturday. We had a very quiet day.
Zita and Emmet were writing lots and lots of interesting essays. Niamh was at dance-all-day.
Craig read his book and then Craig and I watched out the window.
There is so much snow I have to jump along the sidewalk. It makes my tummy all cold and wet. I like my side yard better. It is not so snowy.
Emmet likes Mr. Longstreet. He says Mr. Stuart should have been fired. He thinks he lost Gettysburg. I do not know if they found it again. Emmet will find out. That is what you do at university. I would be good at university. I would not bark at all.
Niamh has a sleep-away night with her dance friends. Oh well.
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