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Okay. There’s no denying it. I love to read. I mean, if this were possible, I’d stop eating, sleeping, and going to school just to sit at home and read. Naturally, with a family full of academics, Piper’s should go on to be a great reader. But with a Piper, you can never tell.
Anyway, Piper’s certainly on the right track. Ever since I decided to be the author Roald Dahl (author of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, The BFG, Matilda, and more) for a school project, she’s become semi-interested in his books. Here’s me as Roald Dahl for the project, the wax museum:
The other day I decided to introduce Piper to one of Dahl’s less famous books, The Giraffe and The Pelly and Me.
Piper was enthralled. She loved every minute of it; the singing animals, the rich duke, the singing, the diamond burglar, the sweet shop, and all the singing (did I already say that?). Strangely enough, her favorite part was the robber.
“Why would he want to steal? He’s going to get caught. Duh.”
I answered as gently as I could. “Well Pipey, some people don’t make good choices.” Evidently, I didn’t need to.
“That robber should be locked up. Why didn’t his mommy yell at him?”
Well, just FYI, our mom does not yell. Don’t know where Piper got that. But evidently, in her mind, that solves everything.
Anyway, the book was a hit. She begged for me to read it every second of my free time and we finished it in three days. She asked me to re-read it the second I finished and wanted to borrow it. I still haven’t gotten it back. I’m now starting another Dahl book with her. Wish me luck.