(scene opens with sick mother watching son play)
Delta: (turns to mother, smiles brilliantly, makes clicking noises)
Me: I love you Delta.
Delta: (waves) Nye-nye.
Me: Nye-nye? Do you want to go nye-nye? (points upstairs)
Delta: (what sounds like) Ok (runs to kitchen door to be let upstairs, climbs stairs, tries to run into Gamma’s room)
Me: (scoops him up) Nye-nye in your room.
Delta: (lunges towards crib)
Me: This is why you’re my favorite, not because you’re the baby.