Dad was rolling out dough in the kitchen for cinnamon rolls. A
particularly long swipe with the rolling pin nudged the marble cheese
cutter rather close to the edge of the table. Dad grabbed it, and handed it
to me, saying "Could you put this over there?" gesturing to the counter
near the dining room.
As I put the cheese cutter in the middle of counter, he explained "I
don't want it to fall off the table."
I slid the cheese cutter over, pushing it away from the edge and against
"There, I put it where it shouldn't fall, with or without help," I told
"Good idea," Dad replied.
"Here comes Help now," I added.
Dad looked over his shoulder to see Alban Quivertail, R.C. strolling
through the kitchen. "Yes, here comes Help," he agreed.