Sunday 3 March 2019

Day Two Thousand Four Hundred and Thirteen 

Zita and I had a little sleep in today.

But then I wanted to be all awake so Zita helped me look out my watching window. That was nice.

Then when Craig and Niamh were all dressed we had toasty bagels for our lunchtime with Emmet.

Right on the dining room table. 

He is nearly all finished his important story. 

And our cousins Ciara and Orlaith are helping him. 

They are finding all about two very old books in their own universities. 

In Galway and Maynouth. In way far away Ireland That is nice.

Even Mister Florian is helping too. At his way way old university. In way far away Spain. Ha.

Very old books are hard to find. 

Because they got lost a long long time ago. So there are not so many anymore. Oh dear. 

It is good to have friends in way far away places. It is known.

Then Niamh went to her downtown stretching clothes store. 

And Zita had to go to another rascal ladies meeting. 

On a sleep in Sunday. Oh dear. That is not right.

But she not have to stay until my bedtime today. That is good.

Mister Jack is chopping up all the way too much ice on our driveway. 

So the go fast chair is not just all caught by the too slippy ice.

Craig is finished being a Viking. He did not die. Just some of his friends did. Oh dear.

He should only read nice books. Books about big brave dogs who make everybody happy.

Now he is a lawyer. In long long ago England. He has a nice horse. 

But he does not have a dog. Too bad for him.

So I had a nice big nap. On my comfy duvet. On the big bed.

When Zita came home we went for our before dinnertime walk.

But we did not go for a long walk because I did not walk to walk around so much tonight.

So we came home and Zita went to get us lots of delicious food. 

So my family will not just starve away. That is good. 

Niamh is going to her friend’s beautiful paintings show tonight. Downtown. 

So we will not have our altogether dinner tonight. Too bad for us. 

Maybe we will watch the nice detective tonight. Maybe.


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