Abi chuckled as she stepped inside and came up to the two, peering over Hemingway's shoulder to see the words printed on the page. "It does say Mama. Are you our little genius?" she beamed pridefully. "What else do you know how to spell?"
Charlie almost bounced up and down. "CAT! I spell cat!" he giggled. "Wha's Papa?" he asked. "Mama needs Papa."