Mum started reading Roald Dahl stories to me when I was in the NICU. That might explain why I have a wicked sense of humour!
She read to me all the stories in his Revolting Rhymes book!
Since my surgery, we have been working our way through lots more of his books.
I can’t do much, with my brace, so reading is a good way to spend some time.
Aunty Carol is the best at reading to me though. She is much better at all the accents. (Mum giggles when Aunty Carol reads to me!)
This is what happened next!
The oldest Noisy Sister learned to ride without training wheels! That was a bike day! Mum and Dad were very proud. They were also a little bit sad, because I probably won’t learn to do that.
Sometimes, cerebral palsy is tricky.