Day Two Thousand One Hundred and Fifty Seven

Miss Pancake 

​I was very busy this morning.

Miss Erin slept here last night. In Emmet’s very comfy bed.

But she did not have a nice sleep. Because of the wrong clocks.

So when we got up Zita and I took Erin to find Niamh at the apartment.

Then we went to the grocery store to get some stuff, and some cookies too.

When we got home everybody talked until Niamh and Erin had to talk to far away people.

And one of those people was Mister Nelson and his very nice dog. Ha.

Craig did not have his squeaky clean shower today.

Because we were way too busy.

But the present man brought us brand new coffees. 

From far away Italy. For Craig’s good morning coffees.

So we had some today. And two of those very chewy cookies too. 

Then it was time for my relax. 

Mister Clifford took Niamh and Erin to Dina’s apartment to give her a clothes box. 

I do not know why.

But when they got back they had important work to do.

Tonight is Niamh’s beautiful dancing class. But Erin stayed here with me.

My friends Emmet and Alice were on the train today. 

Because they went to Dublin to visit Nana and Grandad. 

Zita said they had tea at the house. 

Because if you do not have too much tea you will get sick. Zita told me. 

The trains are very busy in Ireland. 

Because somebody forgot to send everybody lots of gas for their tractors and even their cars.

So everybody had to find the do not get lost trains. My goodness me.

Before dinnertime Zita went to Miss Jennifer’s to help her with a Mister IKEA big box. 

Then I took Zita for a little around here walk. But it was a bit windy cold. 

And then Zita took Erin to find Niamh at Tyler’s.

Because tomorrow the fast car will take Niamh and Tarryn and Dina and Erin to Montreal.

So they can all look at beautiful clothes and visit tasty restaurants.

Because they have lots and lots of those restaurants in Montreal. 

Because Montreal is very very big. And his very height buildings.

And they are going to stay in a beautiful little hotel, and you get a free breakfast, with croissants too. Ha.

And lots of fluffy pillows. 

Beautiful hotels always have wonderful fat pillows. 

And when Zita got home she had dinners.

Because the very nice man on the busy street made us delicious rollups.