Day Two Thousand and Thirty Seven

Miss Pancake 

​My goodness me. It was an all melted day today.

Because it was so very messy outside, we did not go for our after breakfast exercises.

So we started to do even more painting in our office.

And then Tarryn came for her coffees and to help Zita do the beautiful painting.

I went in the den and had my nap.

Because there was nobody painting in the den. Ha.

When I had my lunch Zita and Tarryn were even painting the ceiling in our den. 

But they did not paint the lights. 

When Craig got up he made coffees for everybody and then he had a cinnamon bun.

But everybody else had vegetables. 

Because all that paint had to be left alone for a long time, Zita and I went for a very long around here walk. 

Then Niamh came here and said it was just the very best time to visit Mister IKEA’s shop.

So the fast car took them right there.

And Tarryn went in the giant car to find Mister Jamie at the aeroport. 

He and all his brothers were skiing in far away mountains. But now he is back.

Tomorrow is the day that lots of people think they are from Ireland. 

But they are not. My goodness.

Zita and Emmet and Niamh are, because they have little red books with their pictures inside. 

All the Badgers are wearing their very best dresses and all their medals. And their Scotsman’s hats.

So nobody would think that they were pretend Irishmen. 

Craig does not have a Scotsman’s dress, but his father did. 

I think Emmet will be very busy teaching all those students that Mister Saint Patrick was not Irish either. 

Craig said those old stories are very confusing.

That is why we have professors, like my friend Emmet who can tell the true stories. Ha. Good for us. 

Maybe Mister Saint Patrick chopped off people’s heads. 

Like Emmet’s very very old friends in his stories. Maybe. 

Zita and Niamh did not come home until it was nearly my bedtime.

But they brought delicious dinners from Mister McDonald’s with them. 

So I did not mind.

Because I got some chips. Ha.