Rolling My Own R’s
For no apparent reason I get very excited when I hear ‘R’s being rolled. This excitement hit record levels today when for the first time I rolled my own ‘R’. I overreacted in a huge way and hurled myself off the sofa before bouncing erratically on my knees, squealing with glee.
It made Poppy smile, but she looked at me and said, ‘It really wasn’t that thrilling!’
That’s easy for her to say, she’s good at it. And my tics obviously disagreed.