Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Nine

We did not go for our nice walk this morning. It was way way too cold. 

We would just be all frozen up into ice and die. Oh dear. I would not like that so much. 

Craig did not go to the old friends breakfast. Because of the way way too cold. 

The radio man said not to go out side. I did not go. Just a bit to play catch the ball. 

My ball is not so bouncy in the way too cold. Oh dear. Too bad for me. 

Niamh had to go outside. For her new job. Selling the tasty beaver tails to the all frozen up people. On the all frozen up slippy canal.

She had to put lots and lots and lots of clothes on. So she would not be all frozen up too. Ha. 

They can only work a little bit of time. Because of the way too much cold. Oh dear. 

This morning Zita was making Miss Rachel's dress fit Niamh all perfect. For the way beautiful special dance. 

Zita had to stick sharp pins into everywhere. But not in my friend Niamh. That is good.

I could not help. I had to go look out the watching window and help Craig instead. Too bad for me. 

Emmet had to go outside too. To find important books in the library at his nice university. 

And have tasty cups of hot chocolate. And talk to people about important things. That is what you have to do at university. 

Zita drove him too. Because of the way too cold. 

There was even ice on my watching window. On the inside. Or dear. It is way too cold. 

Zita's auntie Cecelia died and went to heaven. She was very sick for a long time. Oh dear.

Zita and Craig and Emmet and Niamh will go to a very big all Irish church. To say goodbye to her. With all her friends. 

Nobody from way far away Ireland can go. It is too far away. So our family will all go instead. 

I will stay here and guard the house. It is not today. It is another day. 

I do not know when. I just heard Craig and Zita talking all about it at our lunchtime. Oh dear.

Last night Niamh went to Mister Aidan's party. With all his friends. In very noisy restaurants where they do not have so much food. Only beers. 

She did not come home until everybody was all very fast asleep. Me too. Oh well.

Mister Aidan will have his sing happy birthday party at our house. Not today. 

We do not have enough cheese for a party today. Oh dear. Not enough cheese. That is not all right. Oh dear. 

And Zita has to find a special just for Mister Aidan present. And a very tasty ham. For the sing happy birthday party. Because she is Aidan's Mister God's mother.