Monday 16 December 2013

Day Five Hundred and Seventeen

It is still wear my Scotsman coat outside. We only go for little little walks. It is way too cold. 

Craig drove Niamh to her dance a lot school. It was way too cold for the nasty buses.

I guarded the house when Craig and Zita went out to find secret presents. 

Emmet was still asleep. He has only one more tell you everything you know exam. Before Saint Santa bring us Christmas.  He can write it at home in his cosy room with all his computers. And his comfy big leather chairs. Ha.

Craig and Zita did more make the house all spic and span for Christmas today.  

We always have a big cheese party before Christmas. With all my friends. That is good. Lots and lots of nice Mr. Nacastro's way smelly cheese. It is known. 

We have another the day after Christmas with all the Mahoneys. That is a laugh a lot party. Not a cheese party.

Niamh has to study for her all about Craig's father's way old war exam. 

Everybody has to study lots. Except me and Craig. He just drinks his coffee and we have nice pieces of toasts. That is good.

I was a good listener today. That is good. 

Emmet said the giant dragon was wonderful. The spiders were way scary he said. Too many spiders. Oh well. 




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