Zita and Niamh could not a nice sleep in today.
Because Niamh had to go to her beautiful clothes store early in the morning.
And then Zita went to visit Craig’s mother. In her little apartment.
But she had to wear a giant mask. Because of the do not get sick rules.
So Craig and I had a nice but not so long sleep in.
And when we got up we had a toasty cinnamon bun for our breakfast.
Niamh went to visit Mister IKEA yesterday and she brought home a brand new sink.
For the very little bathroom.
And when she was there she found the cinnamon buns.
Emmet’s favourite cinnamon buns. Ha. That was good idea.
But the sink is not really a sink. It just a whole bunch of lots of pieces in big boxes
And we have to put it all together. By ourselves.
Because Mister Paul cannot visit us. Because of the rules. Oh well.
After lunchtime Zita painted even the ceiling of our bedroom.
But she had to do it two times. Just like the walls. Oh dear me.
And she got paint all over her own hair. My goodness me.
When she was finished we went for out lunchtime walk around. It was not even a bit windy cold today.
And all the too much snow was melting again. Ha.
And we even found my friend Profesor Jill too. That was a good walk.
This morning lots and lots of men and trucks came right to my corner.
So they could fix a very small hole in our road. That is good.
Now the go fast chair will not just fall in the hole and turn over all upside down again. That is a good idea.
Everybody can see Emmet on their computer tonight.
He is telling everybody true stories all about Mister Saint Patrick.
Mister Saint Patrick was not even a little bit Irish.
He was from just way far away Wales. And he was not all green either.
I did not know that.
He just pretended to be Irish. Ha.
That is why everybody pretends to be Irish on his day.
So they can be pretend Irish people just like Mister Saint Patrick. Ha.
And it is not even Mister Saint Patrick’s sing happy birthday day.
It is just a pretend day. Oh well.
And they even built him a giant all green church right in Dublin. Oh dear.
Maybe nobody told them he was not Irish at all. Oh dear me.
They will be very surprised when they listen to my friend Emmet’s stories. My goodness me.
Maybe they will all be sad. Oh dear me. Oh well. Too bad for them.
They should have Emmet’s friend Mister Cú Chulainn instead. He had two very brave fierce dogs.
Mister Saint Patrick only had some nasty snakes. Too bad for him.
Oh well. Maybe the next time. Maybe.
Niamh has to go to a very important meeting this afternoon.
On her flat computer today. All about work. Oh dear.
When we came home from our walk Zita and Craig started to make the sink.
All by themselves. Right on the floor in the living room.
With all the pieces everywhere. Oh my goodness.
So I came in to mind them. That is my very best job.
And then Niamh came in too.
But she could not be a big help.
Because too many people cannot be such a big help. It is known. Ha.
And she has to read even more stories for her nice university.
So we put it together.
So we could see if it will be just perfect in the very little bathroom. That is a good idea.
Then all paint was so dry that Zita could paint the ceiling again.
So I had a very nice nap beside Craig.
Because dogs are not very good at being painter’s helpers. Oh well.
But I am very good at minding my friend Craig. He does not go very far away. That is good.
We are going to have a nice dinner tonight.
But tonight Niamh has another important all about the beautiful clothes store meeting.
So she is having her dinner downstairs.
Everybody has too many meetings. They should have more nice naps instead. It is known.
Last night we watched a lady doctor who is a detective too.
And she lives in not very far away Toronto. Ha.
Maybe we will see our cousin Christina right on the television.
She lives in Toronto too. Ha.
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