R:
Ok, I'm ready. How do you spell... Mash potatoes?
Catie:
m-a-s-h-e-d p-o-t-a-t-o-e-s
R:
Ok. And how do you spell... Steak?
Catie:
Steak? s-t-e-a-k.
R:
How do you spell... Lobster?
Catie:
Lobster? I don't think we're going to learn to make lobster.
R:
My mom made a lobster! She got it at the store!
Catie:
Well, you can ask your mom to show you how. Me and D have to work on her stuff.
R:
How do you spell eggs?
Catie:
e-g-g-s.
R:
Are you sure?
Catie:
Yep.
R:
REALLY sure?
Catie:
Yes! Positive.
R:
I don't think so. That looks weird.
"Oh dear, all those words again," thought Milo as he climbed into the wagon with Tock and the cabinet members. "How are you going to make it move? It doesn't have a-"
"Be very quiet," advised the duke, "for it goes without saying."
