Marie: See, I never cared how the food got in the boys' mouth, as long as they ate. But I remember dinnertime. Raymond would be sitting in his little high chair, and Frank always had to work late back then. It was a wonderful time. And I would feed Raymond his sweet potatoes and peas, and you'd make the cutest faces. I'm telling you, he should've been on commercials. He was so much cuter than that Gerber baby.
Ray: Oh, I was not cuter. We were both cute.
Marie: I remember I gave a big spoonful, and I would say, "Here comes an airplane in for a landing."
Ray: Ma, please.
Marie: Come on, your airpane's waiting.
Ray: Stop it. Stop it.
Marie: Come on
Ray: No.
Marie: There we- Oh, yeah. Oh, oops oops oops. We don't want the airline to lose your luggage. There. There's that cute face.
Ray: All right, Ma, okay.
Debra: Wait a minute. Marie, where was Robert when you were feeding cute little Raymond?
Marie: I don't know.