Day One Thousand Five Hundred and Eight

We had to get up very early this morning. Except for Craig.

Emmet had to go to his nice dentist way way early. 

Zita had to drive him because he was not even awake at all.

Then Zita and I went for a nice walk. I found my friend Jamie and professor Jill. 

That was good. We had a nice walk all together.

Craig did not get up until very late. 

We did not play catch the ball until nearly our lunchtime. Too bad for me.

Niamh had to go to her last lunch with all her dance a lot friends today. 

Because it is nearly time for lots of them to go to their far away universities. Oh dear. 

Then they will not even go to the too expensive coffee store altogether. 

Or Mister Kettleman's tasty bagel store. Until way too late at night. 

They will all be all gone to their own far aways. Oh dear. They are all sad. 

Miss Courtney came to our house last night. To give Niamh a good bye box of presents. Oh dear. 

Everybody cried. Oh dear. I could not even help. Oh dear. 

After our tasty dinner Emmet taught Niamh and Miss Rima how to play the magic game he brought them. 

So they can beat the boys who play the game too. At Mister Kettleman's nice bagel store. Ha. 

The boys will be very surprised. Too bad for them.

Zita and the rascal ladies were very busy today. 

Craig and I did not play catch the ball so much today. 

Because he hurt his sometimes too sore hand. Oh dear. Too bad for us.

We had our tasty crunchy toasts late today. Way after our lunch. Because of the too late sleep-in this morning. 

We did not have our good morning toasts today. Because Craig was still all fast asleep. Too bad for me. 

We watched the television last night. It was not about any nice detectives. 

It was just some people who had a way way too big house. A long time ago. 

They had to find a not so nasty person. To save a nasty person. 

It was not so interesting to me. They did not even have nice dogs. Just lots of horses. Oh well.