Marie: Raymond, don't worry about the boys. They're beautiful, sweet boys. They're gonna fly away soon enough.
Ray: Yeah, all right, Ma, look, I want them to move up to kindergarten and be with the other children.
Marie: Other children are overrated. But it won't hurt Michael and Geoffrey to stay little one more year. You know, that's what I did with you.
Ray: What?
Marie: [chuckles] It's funny. I never told you this, but when you were the twins' age... Do you remember a nursery school that used to be on "J" Street with the pretty yellow flowers out front? Well, you and I would walk there and back together every morning. You were so cute holding my hand. So when it came time for you to go to kindergarten which was across town with the bus, I decided it would be nice for everybody if you stayed in preschool one more year.
Ray: You left me back?
Marie: Left back for love.
Frank: That and you were slow. I remember you couldn't even cut paper.
Robert: Hee hee.
Ray: Wait. What? What was wrong with me?
Marie: Nothing, sweetie. You were just a little young too. So you stayed there one more year, and we got to walk by the yellow flowers some more.