Mark: Is Wilson's mom coming?
Jill: No, no. She couldn't make it. She's in Nebraska chasing twisters.
Brad: Hey, everybody! I got the photo!
Jill: Ooh, I can't wait to see this picture of Wilson as a little boy.
[Brad holds up a picture of a young boy whose face is obscured by his birthday cake]
Jill: Aw.