The little angel wants so badly to be able to spell.
She can't spell.
Her: "Mommy! What does S-E-S-E spell?"
Me: "Nothing."
Her: "MOMMY!!!! What does N-J-F-P spell?"
Me: "Nothing, honey. You know how to spell my name. Why don't you spell my name?"
Her: "MOOOOOOMMMMYY! What does F-E-P-Q spell?"
Me: "Mommy is driving. My head is sort of starting to hurt. I think you're spelling in another language."
Her: "Mommy! You're not a very good speller."
