He's Probably Watching Too Much Word Factory

As I left home this morning, I overheard Bump and Lumpyhead debating whether or not C-A-T is a word.

Lumpyhead's stated position was that C-A-T was not a word. Bump argued that it was. The dispute ping-ponged a couple of times: it isn't, it is, it isn't, it is.

Lumpyhead sternly informed his father, "Actually, it's NOT."

Bump gently told him "But it IS a word. See?" He pulled out a clipboard and wrote the letters. "C-A-T spells cat."

Lumpyhead pointed at the paper. "Not cee aye tee, ZEEE aye tee."

"Oh," Bump said. "Right. Z-A-T is not a word."

Debate over. Winner: Lumpyhead.

But listen Sparky. Your father and I are eager to encourage you along this fabulous journey toward reading, but you're going to have to learn to enunciate. Jeez.