Miss Pancake
I had to mind my house nearly all day, because Zita and Jennifer were outside moving everything.
Because it was an all the time melting day.
So we put on a giant hose to take all the water away, and put it on the street.
But it took a very long time.
And I could not be anybody’s helper.
I did not like that so much.
After Craig got up he helped me look out the watching window.
And as soon as Zita came in Mister Tyler came here for a visit.
And Miss Jennifer brought us a very delicious cake. In a box. Ha.
Because Zita was a very good helper.
So Craig and Zita and Tyler and I have some of that cake.
Niamh could not have any, because she and Tarryn were at Miss Irene’s restaurant.
Too bad for them.
When Mister Tyler went home Zita and I went in the car.
When we got home I was very wet. And so was Zita. Oh well.
When we were out Craig moved books around, and put some in our short bookcase.
Bookshelves do not have doors, but our bookcases have doors, Craig told me. Ha.
We had giant meatballs for dinner. Not Mister IKEA’s small ones.
They were our own made giant ones. With squished up potatoes. And butter.
Then it was detective time for us.
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