Me and my brother are Super Heroes!
He wears a special Super Hero suit under his clothes, just like Superman.
I don’t need one. But sometimes, when it’s cold, I wear a vest.
He has a special tube that goes straight into his tummy to give him food and Super Hero Strength.
I eat my dinner to make me Super Strong. My favourite food is burger and chips.
He has a cool chair with wheels on so he can whizz around and I can run Super Fast. Together we fight the baddies.
He doesn’t need to talk. He uses the power of his mind to tell you what he’s thinking. I can understand him the best though, because he’s my brother.
He tells me jokes that no-one else can hear and I tell him funny stories.
At night, when everyone is sleeping, he flies me all the way to the moon and we watch the aliens playing and catch shooting stars. Then he flies me all the way back home again.
My brother is the best Super Hero in the whole wide world.
He’s the best brother too.
I love him all the way up to the moon and the stars and all the way back down again.
Cheeky (age 4) and I wrote this post together for Children's Hospice Week (26th April - 3rd May 2013). Children's Hospice Week is the UK's only awareness and fundraising week for children with life-limiting conditions and the services, like children's hospices, that support them. This year, the focus is on siblings. You can find out more by visiting the Together for Short Lives Website.