Day Six Hundred and Eighty Eight

Miss Pancake 

We had a very nice sleep all night.

And when Niamh was all awake, so was I. Good for us.

So we went on a nice walk around and even over to the other pond. 

When we got home I looked at our beautiful garden for flowers. 

And when we got back inside I had a very nice relax and Niamh made the kitchen all neat and tidy.

When Craig was all dressed it was time for Niamh to go to Miss Dina’s apartment.

Because lots of the people she works with are here. So they all went to work together at Miss Dina’s. 

Miss Erin and Miss Maddie were there too. My goodness.

Then Craig had his good morning coffee, but he did not have even one tasty treat. Oh well.

But my friend Zita had a tasty treat. 

She sent me a picture. 

She was with Auntie Eileen because they are going back to Dublin. 

In Auntie Eileen’s car.  To Auntie Eileen’s house. 

Because Dublin is where those do not fall down aeroplanes live. 

But her mother and father stayed in that house beside their ocean. 

Because that is where they always have their summer relax. 

Our Cousin Emma was there too. 

I saw her in the picture. 

They always stay there because it has a very tasty treats store just nearby beside them. 

With lovely croissants. Croissants are my favourite. 

There is even an ice cream store for Zita’s mother. Ha.

After my lunch Craig had his next coffee and we had a giant blueberries scone.

And it was toasty. Because Craig cooked it in the oven. Ha.

I got a big piece. Because blueberries are very good for you. And all the crumbs too.

Then I had a relax.

Good for me. 

When I had my second lunch Craig had a very fat croissant, with chocolate right in the middle. 

But when he was all finished he found me a piece with no chocolate. Ha.

Niamh is not going to eat here tonight. 

Because she and the from all over ladies are going out to a tasty restaurant. 

And it is that restaurant where they ask hard questions and you can get prizes. My goodness.

My friend Niamh knows lots of those answers. Maybe she will a prize.

We got those brothers up on the busy street who make those very very delicious rollups to send us one for our dinner.

Then we watched the fast swimming people. 

And I saw one of our boys get a medal. 

Because he swam just like a very fast butterfly. My goodness me. 

I think it must be very hard to be a water butterfly.

Emmet’s friend Finn writes books about a lady butterfly who shoots people for money. 

And they thanked Emmet in the book. My goodness. 

But in those books they do not get and medals, just money. Too bad for them. 

After a little while it was our bedtime and we went to fast asleep.