Mrs. Read: Ow. Mrs. Read: Oh, my throat. Arthur: (entering the room) Mom! Where's my stripey shirt?! Mrs. Read: Your what? Arthur: (walking by Kate, who is smearing baby food on her head) My shirt. The green and orange stripes. The one I always play softball in. It's not in my drawer. Mrs. Read: (emptying the kettle) Uh, check the dryer. Arthur: It's not in the dryer! Mrs. Read: (cleaning up the spilled food, as Pal looks on hungrily) Check the washer! Arthur: It's all wet! (heading back to the kitchen) What am I going to wear to the softball game? Mrs. Read: (grabbing the pitcher) Uh, sure. ~~~~~ ~~~~~