Because she was very busy. Oh dear.
She is way way busy with the rascal ladies.
She should not have to be so much too busy.
You cannot have nice naps when you are too busy. Or have your good morning toasts with Craig and me.
And look out the watching window. Too bad for her.
She went to the delicious brand new bread store before driving to the rascal ladies office.
So Craig and I had the fat crunchy special toasts bread for our breakfast. Ha. Good for us.
Then Emmet was all awake too. So he had another squeaky clean bath.
Because he was going out for lunch at a nice restaurant. Way downtown.
He had to take a smelly bus. Oh dear. Emmet does not like buses very much. Oh well.
He is going to have lunch with Miss Matia his friend from his old nice university.
They are going to talk all about next universities.
She is going to her next university in way way far away Holland.
Because she is from that way far away country. They have giant windmills.
Sometimes knights thought they were giants. But they were not. Too bad for them.
Maybe Emmet would like to go there too. For his new next university.
So he can be a famous professor. Just like our friend Professor Jill. Or Professor Alec. Ha. That is good.
Niamh had a nice sleep in today. That is good.
Niamh is too busy too.
Sometimes she gets sick tummies when she is too busy. Oh dear. That is not right.
There are too many cars on my own street today. I do not like that very much.
Because the other street has a very big hole in it.
And cars cannot go on it or they will fall in the hole. Oh dear. That is not right.
Zita and I could not go on the street either. Maybe we would fall in. Maybe.
Tomorrow the little silver car is going to get its go fast in the summer tires.
Because all the flowers are here.
You do not need the do not get stuck in the snow tires when the beautiful flowers are here. It is known.
It is cousin Emma’s Sing Happy Birthday day in a little while. In way far away Ireland. She is not so old.
So we sent her a beautiful card. From everybody. Me too. Ha. That is good.
Miss Rima came to my house for own made lunch. With Niamh.
Before they went to the Centre Building for their before dinnertime jobs. They are very messy cooks.
Now Miss Rima lives in her apartment now. With Miss Clare. Not in her old house. Oh well.
Niamh did not mind the nice little girls last night. I do not know why.
So we had an altogether dinner. We are going to have another one tonight too. Good for us.
We do not have to talk to my friend Emmet on the dining room table anymore.
Because he is here. With us. At the dining room table. Himself. Ha. That is good.
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