Books

I like books. I keep them by the sofa in the sitting room. I look at them often. Not normally by myself. Books are to be shared.

I read with M or D. IWhen I feel like a read I go and collect them. I take them into the sitting room and head for the sofa. I pick up a book and clamber on to the sofa. They know what’s coming. A nice little read. Sometimes they have gone before we start. So I have to fetch them again or start shouting “mummy” or “daddy” or “Emma”. I shout Emma because it’s easy and she always comes.

When they arrive, I park by the cushion, straighten my top and pat the sofa a couple of times. They sit down and the reading starts.

My favourite book is hairy maclary and zacahry quack. It’a about a dog and duck. It has lots of pictures. I point at hairy and say “doggy”. I like to flick through the book. I sometimes start in the middle, sometimes at the back. I read forwards or backwards depending on my mood. When I read from back to front D says I must be japanese. I think I might be as I eat noodles.

I can't get enough of hairy maclary. Once I’ve finished I start the book all over again. I always spot something new. Like hairy maclary. And the story is always different. That’s the good thing about books. They are never the same. So we can all read them again and again.

My other favourite book is Hey I love you. It’s about two mice and a big cat. The big mouse forgot to tell the little mouse he loved him. So the little mouse follows the big mouse. The little mouse goes miles before he catches the big mouse. The little mouse is silly. He should have sent a text. There is a big cat who tries to catch the mice. He wants to eat them. He must be very hungry as he never catches them.

I read before I go to bed. Sometimes I like a nice read in the middle of the night. At 3 in the morning I have a “must read” moment. I shout for M or D. They always come. After I’ve shouted a while. We get up and go downstairs and read hairy maclary a few times. Once is never enough. Then we both go back to bed. Having had a nice read. And a nice break from our beds. Sometimes I do feel a bit tired in the morning. M never is. She’s always up and about. Ready to start the washing and clean the house. All the better for a good read during the night.