So Arthur and I are playing Scrabble®, and my brain was in froze-mode. And I need to look something up and he has the dictionary in his lap and my tongue gets all wrapped around the inside of my mouth. So I sort of point at the dictionary and say “Uh uggy thingy goo ug.” Which, I admit, sounds stupid, but we actually talk like that in my house and actually, he understands me. And Arthur says:
“Try asking for the dictionary with words.”
Which is very beautiful, if you think about it.
