Day Two Thousand Six Hundred and Three

Everybody got up very early today. Except Craig.

Because Niamh has an early in the morning class at her nice university.

It is her brand new class about movies. Movies are Niamh’s favourite.

And Zita had to go downtown to see if their brand new office is all ready. 

Then everybody can move everything to their new office. The offices with doors. Ha.

Craig did not have a nice sleep in today because today Miss Tamina’s clean the house day.

So Craig and I had a big cinnamon bun for our breakfast. 

We made it toasty warm first. Ha.

But Miss Tamina was late today. And she brought a friend with her. 

So they could be as fast the the wind. 

I just had a big nap in my side yard. It was not so noisy there. 

This morning my friend Emmet sent me pictures from his university in way far away Cork.

Pictures of the very very very old big stones. With stories written on them. 

Stories written with only lines. Not letters. Oh dear. 

Just like the lines on Emmet’s arm.

But the stones are not outside anymore. They are right inside Emmet’s university. Ha. 

So nobody can steal them. Ha.

Emmet can read the lines. 

Because he only knows all about very very old Irish stories and very very old Irish people. 

Zita talked to Mister Fernando today. So he can fix Emmet’s bedroom.

Before Emmet comes home for the Merry Christmas cheese party time. That is good. 

Merry Christmas time is my favourite.

We have lots and lots of delicious cheeses at Merry Christmas time. Ha. Good for us.

Last night we had toasts with honey. 

When we were watching the from France detectives. Ha. That was a tasty treat. 

Maybe we will watch them again tonight. Maybe.

We will not have our altogether dinner tonight.

Because it is Niamh’s stay until late night at her university. Too bad for her.

When Zita got home we went for our before dinner walk. 

It is still very full of sunshine everywhere even before our dinnertime. Good for us.