Marilyn: Thanks, Michelle.
Michelle: I hope you like it.
Marilyn: Isn't this baby outfit adorable? With his name on it "Max." Thanks so much, Harry and Michelle.
Richard: We really appreciate it.
Harry: I'm glad you like it. Michelle Picked it out.
Michelle: Yes. I told Daddy to pick blue ones. Blue is for boys, and pink is for girls.
Grandpa: And Max is some boy.
Richard: He's a real Stewart.
Granpa: Right!
Ellen: That was so thoughtful of you, Michelle. Especially to pick it out in blue.
Susan: Would you like to see baby Max, Michelle?
Harry: Could she? Could we?
Michelle: Could I?
Marilyn: Take them upstairs, Susan. Harry and Michelle can watch Max sleeping.
Susan: Let's go.
Harry: Come on, Michelle. Before Max wakes up.
Marilyn: Will you please take this upstairs, Susan?
Susan: Uh-hum.
Marilyn: Thank you.
Philip: Michelle is very grown up for a ten-year-old, huh?
Ellen: She's smart and sensitive for her age.
Grandpa: Growing up without a mother is difficult. You mature quickly.
Ellen: Susan's like a mother to Michelle. They have a good relationship. Do you think Susan and Harry will get married?
Robbie: Yeah. You can count on it.
Philip: I think so. Yes. They get along so well.
Grandpa: I like him. He's good for Susan.
Ellen: He's a little quiet.
Richard: It's hard to do anything but listen in this family.
Ellen: How can anybody get a word in around here?
Marilyn: You're right, Ellen.
Philip: Oh, really?
Richard: It's the way it should be. The Stewarts are the Stewarts!
Grandpa: They always were, and they always will be.
Richard: Right!
Grandpa: They've always got an opinion. Always got something to say.
Marilyn: And now there's Max Stewart, and if he talks as loudly as he cries, we're all in for trouble.
Robbie: He's quiet now.
Marilyn: Mmm-hmm.That's because he's sleeping.
Harry: He's really cute.
Susan: It's not necessary to whisper, Harry. A baby gets used to voices.
Harry: I remember now. We always whispered when Michelle was born.
Michelle: And I didn't sleep well. Daddy told me. I never slept. And when I did, I woke up when I heard someone speak.
Susan: I bet you were cute.
Harry: She sure was.
Michelle: Not as cute as Max. He's like a little doll.
Michelle: Oh, good. Now I can help diaper him.
Susan: Let's get Marilyn. What do you do when he cries like that?
Harry: You pick him up.
Susan: He's so little...so new. Let's call Marilyn.
Marilyn: Time for a feeding and time for a diapering. You're a real Stewart.
Michelle: I hope you like it.
Marilyn: Isn't this baby outfit adorable? With his name on it "Max." Thanks so much, Harry and Michelle.
Richard: We really appreciate it.
Harry: I'm glad you like it. Michelle Picked it out.
Michelle: Yes. I told Daddy to pick blue ones. Blue is for boys, and pink is for girls.
Grandpa: And Max is some boy.
Richard: He's a real Stewart.
Granpa: Right!
Ellen: That was so thoughtful of you, Michelle. Especially to pick it out in blue.
Susan: Would you like to see baby Max, Michelle?
Harry: Could she? Could we?
Michelle: Could I?
Marilyn: Take them upstairs, Susan. Harry and Michelle can watch Max sleeping.
Susan: Let's go.
Harry: Come on, Michelle. Before Max wakes up.
Marilyn: Will you please take this upstairs, Susan?
Susan: Uh-hum.
Marilyn: Thank you.
Philip: Michelle is very grown up for a ten-year-old, huh?
Ellen: She's smart and sensitive for her age.
Grandpa: Growing up without a mother is difficult. You mature quickly.
Ellen: Susan's like a mother to Michelle. They have a good relationship. Do you think Susan and Harry will get married?
Robbie: Yeah. You can count on it.
Philip: I think so. Yes. They get along so well.
Grandpa: I like him. He's good for Susan.
Ellen: He's a little quiet.
Richard: It's hard to do anything but listen in this family.
Ellen: How can anybody get a word in around here?
Marilyn: You're right, Ellen.
Philip: Oh, really?
Richard: It's the way it should be. The Stewarts are the Stewarts!
Grandpa: They always were, and they always will be.
Richard: Right!
Grandpa: They've always got an opinion. Always got something to say.
Marilyn: And now there's Max Stewart, and if he talks as loudly as he cries, we're all in for trouble.
Robbie: He's quiet now.
Marilyn: Mmm-hmm.That's because he's sleeping.
Harry: He's really cute.
Susan: It's not necessary to whisper, Harry. A baby gets used to voices.
Harry: I remember now. We always whispered when Michelle was born.
Michelle: And I didn't sleep well. Daddy told me. I never slept. And when I did, I woke up when I heard someone speak.
Susan: I bet you were cute.
Harry: She sure was.
Michelle: Not as cute as Max. He's like a little doll.
Michelle: Oh, good. Now I can help diaper him.
Susan: Let's get Marilyn. What do you do when he cries like that?
Harry: You pick him up.
Susan: He's so little...so new. Let's call Marilyn.
Marilyn: Time for a feeding and time for a diapering. You're a real Stewart.