[ in the Summer Courtyard, Tyki is sitting on her knees on a picnic blanket. She has an
infant laid out on a baby blanket in front of her, his little hands between her fingers as she sings a
popular French-Canadian nursery song, guiding the child's hands to each mentioned body part. ]
Aloutte, gentille alouette, alouette, je te plumerai...je te
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You got it. She needed a little time off, so I'm watching him for a few days. Care to join us?
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He's gotten big.
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[ she continues to play with John's little hands ] He really has. He gets bigger every time I see him.
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Kids tend to do that, yeah. Doesn't get much better when they're older, either.
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Isn't that right? [ leans in, kissing his little nose ]
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[Slight eyebrow raise] Didn't take you for the motherly type.
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I didn't either. Fancy that. But this little dude is just too cute to pass up.
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He's got charm, I'll give him that. [He reaches out and gently tweaks John's nose.] Be a regular lady-killer in a few years.
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Anyway. It doesn't negate that this little guy is destined for big things. He's already got such a pretty smile. Like his mommy.
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I've only really met her once, but I'll agree. And if he can make it through this place intact, he can do anything.
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