Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Three

Miss Pancake 

My goodness gracious me. What a very busy day I had. 

As soon as we finished our breakfasts it was time to make the house spic and span.

Not just neat and tidy. 

Because we are have an all the afternoon party. Right here in my house. 

Because it is Emmet and Niamh’s birthdays. 

Last night Craig and I said happy birthday to them.

Right from his own telephone when it was today. Ha. Good for us. 

But Craig did not get up even a bit early today. 

Because he was way too sleepy. 

He did not get all awake even when I jumped up on to the bed. 

To see if he was just a bit dead. 

But then he got up.

Because when we brought Niamh home, Mister Tyler sent special Merry Christmas cookies for Craig and Zita. Ha.

And Craig wanted to have that cookie with his good morning coffee.

Before Zita ate both of them. Ha. 

Then it was time for us to watch Niamh open her secret presents.

Emmet got her a very beautiful painting, from far away, and Alice got her some keep you beautiful cream. 

She was very happy with her presents. 

Especially mine. Ha. 

And then Tarryn was here.  

I just looked around and there she was. Just like magic. Ha.

And Zita and Niamh and Tarryn and I got all the beautiful lights out.

Right on our floor. 

Even the very brand new ones. I was a big help. 

But I had to stop because it was time for me to take Zita to the farm in the fast car. 

And when we got back our own tree was covered in those beautiful lights. My goodness me. 

Right to the very top. Ha. 

Then it was time for Zita to have her before a party bath, and I had my afternoon nap.

In the den, with my friend Craig.

That is when he had his extra lunch, and his next another coffee. 

And there was a giant apple rollsup. So I had to help him. 

It was a very busy day for me. 

Because all of a sudden everybody was here. And they were all fixing that broken picture. 

And Niamh showed everybody her comfy as could be, brand new, for her birthday shoes. 

And then Mister Tyler was here too. 

But when Zita put out all the lots of little tasty treats on the table, Craig just stayed in the den. 

Because the living room was full as could be. 

But I had to mind everybody. So I was very busy