Thursday 21 December 2017

Day One Thousand Nine Hundred and Seventy Six

Last night Emmet and Niamh and Tara and Kieran took very big boxes of Merry Christmas time food to the nice lady and her children too. 

When they got back to our house we had a pizzas dinner. It was a cheese party too. Ha.

All the Mahoneys were here. Nearly. But not Mister Aidan. Too bad for him. 

And Emmet went to his friend’s little apartment for a nice dinner. 

They are his friends from his old university. He had a very good time. That is nice. They are nice friends. 

Mister Tony’s friend brought us lots and lots of very tasty pizzas. Ha.

Then when everybody was full up Niamh and Tara and Kieran and Richard went to see a movie.  

With monsters. And giant spaceships. Up on our busy street.

Craig and Zita and Emmet are going to see it another day. 

I had a nice sleep in today. I did not even wake up until craig made the croissants all toasty as could be. Ha. Good for me. 

Yesterday the present man brought more Merry Christmas presents. From way far away Ireland. All tied up with string. Ha. 

Maybe they do not have the very sticky tape in way far away Ireland. Oh well. 

Craig took Niamh to her not too far away appointment. In the silver little car. Before lunchtime.

When he came home he and Emmet went to the very tasty bread store. 

And then they went to the special very very crumbly all full of butter croissants store. Ha. Good for us.

Emmet says he does not have such a tasty breads store in far away. Oh dear. Too bad for him. So we got extra for him. Ha. 

When they got home Craig and I had a one of the very tasty croissants for our very late lunch. 

And then we had a full of chocolate croissant. It was a just because croissant. Ha. Good for us. I got all the fall on the floor crumbles. 

Zita is going to visit Professor Jill’s house tonight. Because it is Merry Christmas time. 

We went for our nice before dinnertime walk. In the dark.

Because tonight is the very long night day. I do not know why. 

Maybe because we have Emmet’s far away time. Maybe. 

We had Emmet’s favourite Irish chicken for our dinner tonight. Ha. That is good. 

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