RAIN AND CONVERSATION

PAPA AND THE FRITH WENT FOR LUNCH WITH UNCLE MARK TODAY AT THE COLLINS.

AFTER WORK, MAMA AND THE FRITH TOOK A WALK IN THE RAIN. THEN WE CAME HOME FOR DINNER AND FOR DESSERT WE HAD APPLESAUCE. MAMA WAS INFORMED THAT FRITHA WAS EATING HER APPLESAUCE ON A PLATE (SHE MEANT BOWL) AND MAMA WAS EATING HER APPLESAUCE IN THE APPLESAUCE CONTAINER (MAMA WAS SCRAPING THE REMNANTS OUT OF THE JAR). THEN SHE TOLD ME THAT MAMA SHOULD HAVE A GLASS OF WINE.

ROSS IS THE STUFFED RHINOCEROS WHO LIVES IN FRITHA’S CRIB. HE WEARS A BLACK BOWTIE AROUND HIS NECK. IT IS NOW NINE O’CLOCK AND FRITH IS STILL NOT ASLEEP. SHE WAS GETTING PRETTY WOUND UP, AND I COULDN’T HEAR WHAT SHE WAS SAYING, SO FINALLY I WENT UPSTAIRS. HERE IT IS :

FRITHA TOOK ROSS’S BLACK NECK-A-LACE OFF.
FRITHA TOOK ROSS’S BLACK NECK-A-LACE OFF.
FRITHA TOOK ROSS’S BLACK NECK-A-LACE OFF.
FRITHA TOOK ROSS’S BLACK NECK-A-LACE OFF.
FRITHA TOOK ROSS’S BLACK NECK-A-LACE OFF.