Day One Thousand Eight Hundred and Thirty Eight

We got up early this morning.

So we went for our nice walk by ourselves. And then we met my friend Jamie and Professor Jill. That was nice. 

We did not have time to take Craig to his old friends breakfast restaurant today.

Because Zita had to go to the make her beautiful store this morning. Oh well.

So Craig went all by himself. Without me. He did not got lost. That is good. 

When Emmet was awake he went to our nice bank on our busy street. 

To tell them he is going to live in a very little apartment at Mister Saint Francis's university. 

And not with me in his own nice bedroom anymore. Oh dear.

I stayed here to guard all asleep Niamh and the house too. 

Then Craig and Emmet came home all together. So we played catch the ball in our side yard. 

When Niamh was all wide awake she went to Lee and Cara's house. 

To make more beautiful pictures. On her brand new special picture paper. Ha.

When Zita got back from the make you tired sore store she went to visit Craig's mother at her little apartment. 

And then Emmet went to. To keep her company. I stayed here to mind Craig. 

We did not play catch the ball so much this afternoon.

Because sometimes there was lots of rain. But not all the time.

Then Zita went to doctor Susan's house to put more brand new paint on the walls. 

Then it was just lots of windy rain. Everywhere. And then there was none. And then even more. That is silly weather. 

Craig and I watched everything inside from my watching window. We did not get soggy at all. That is good. 

Last night we watched the detectives from way far away England. A long time ago. 

And we had chips too. Ha. That is good. 

Craig's football team lost again last night. But only by a little. Oh dear. Too bad for them.