In the Stewarts' living room the next evening. The family and Harry and Michelle are watching Marilyn unwrap the baby gifts.
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.
Grandpa:	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? [She hands her a baby gift.]
Susan:	Uh-huh.
Marilyn:	Thank you. [Susan, Harry, and Michelle go upstairs.]
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. [They all laugh.]
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.
In Marilyn and Richard's room. Susan, Harry, and Michelle are watching Max as he sleeps.
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. [The baby starts to cry.]
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. [He and Susan laugh.]
Susan:	He's so little ... so new. Let's call Marilyn.
Marilyn:	[entering] Time for a feeding and time for a diapering. [She puts the baby in his crib and looks at him. ] You're a real Stewart.