Tuesday 7 June 2016

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Twenty Four

We had a quiet day.

Zita and I went for an early nice walk. Then we had big fat crunchy toasts. 

Niamh and Miss Lilly went to dance a lot school on the awful smelly bus. 

Because Craig and Zita took the go fast back car to the special store. So Craig can drive it. 

I guarded the house while they were away. All by myself. 

My friend Emmet was all fast asleep. Ha. I got peanut butter treats. 

Emmet did not get even one treat. Ha. Too bad for him. He was way too fast asleep. 

Today is Niamh's last remember everything toe dance exam. 

She bought brand new toe dance shoes. Yesterday. At the special just for dancers store. On our busy street. 

Because today everything has to be all perfect. Even your shoes. And your hair has to be all gued together. On your head. Oh dear. I would not like that. 

She was very nervous this morning. When she went to her dance a lot school. Oh dear.

After school today she and Zita have to to the the lady who makes you beautiful special dresses just right. 

So your feet do not trip on your beautiful dress and you fall right down and hurt your bottom. Oh dear. 

Zita was very busy with the rascal ladies. Again. I kept her company. Right on her feet. So they would not get cold.

It was not a so very warm day. Oh well. 

Craig had to read more for our nice Queen. I did not have to help him. 

Our friend Mister Bill came to our house after dinner time. To talk to Craig and Zita about his trip to way far away Ireland. 

So he will not get all lost. And captured by all the sheep. 

There are lots and lots of sheep in Ireland. And they live in the middle of the road. Oh dear. That is not right. 

Mister Bill wants to see just the nice people in way far away. Not just the way way old castles. Like Craig and Emmet. 

Maybe he is scared of ghosts. Maybe. I am not afraid of ghosts. Too bad for them. 

Niamh was too nervous today. She did not like her toe dance remember everything exam so much. Oh dear. Oh dear. 

Miss Rowan came to our house for a sleep over. And dinner. And to make Niamh feel all better. That is nice. 

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