You live with your mom Mary. It’s the 1950s, and your mom is outside, managing her flower garden, and you’re inside, playing with your toys. Mary comes back inside after a while and sits down on the couch with you.

“Oh dar-lin’!”, she says in a singsongy voice. “Who’s mommy’s big beautiful boy? I love you so much. Let momma hold you…” she speaks in a baby voice let me give you some love and kisses! she kisses you all over your face