Ellen: There's nothing more joyous than the arrival of a new baby.
Ellen: I am so excited. Mother!
Ellen: Just imagine--Marilyn and Richard must be thrilled!
Ellen: Oh, a new baby!
Ellen: Max ... Max ... Max.
Ellen: Oh, it's a sweet-sounding name for a sweet little boy.
Ellen: My first grandchild.
Susan: And my first nephew.
Susan: Isn't he just adorable?
Ellen: He looks a lot like you, Mom. He does.
Marilyn: Do you think so?
Marilyn: Well, I guess. He does look a lot like Richard, and I guess he looks a lot like me.
Marilyn: Oh, he's got Richard's eyes, though.
Susan: I really want Harry and Michelle to see Max.
Susan: When are they coming?
Ellen: Tomorrow. Harry has an account to work on today.
Ellen: Yes, he does have Richard's eyes. Big blue eyes.
Ellen: The baby even looks at you like Richard does.
Ellen: Well, children usually resemble their parents.
Ellen: It's true.
Ellen: Michelle is a lot like Harry in so many ways.
Ellen: And she's shy with new people, just like he is.
Susan: You really like Michelle, don't you?
Ellen: Yes. I'm very fond of her.
Susan: And Harry, too?
Ellen: Well ...
Ellen: Uh, it's four-thirty. Oh my!
Ellen: Marilyn and Richard will be home from the hospital any minute, and we must prepare this room.
Ellen: Where will we put all the presents?
Susan: Well, let's take everything to the living room.
Susan: Marilyn and Richard and the baby need the space.
Susan: It's crowded in here.
Susan: The welcome sign is up: "Welcome home, Max."
Susan: Isn't it exciting, Grandpa?
Susan: Your first great-grandchild.
Grandpa: Yes. Yes, sir.
Grandpa: A great-grandchild. A great-grandson.
Grandpa: Another generation to carry on the Stewart name.
Susan: I love you, Grandpa.
Susan: You make me feel so proud to be part of our family.
Grandpa: One day, you'll have your own family, and I'll be proud to be part of it.
Grandpa: Now you understand my feelings, Susan.
Ellen: I'm Grandpa's daughter-in-law, but I feel like a Stewart.
Ellen: He's always made me feel like his own daughter.
Susan: Well, that's because you're so much like us--wonderful!
Susan: Mom, got it.
Susan: This will make a nice gift for Marilyn and Richard.
Susan: They can keep a record of all of the important dates and information about Max's life here.
Ellen: Let's see.
Ellen: Name: Max Stewart.
Ellen: Does he have a middle name?
Marilyn: No, just Max. I like that.
Marilyn: No middle name. No middle initial.
Grandpa: Like me. I'm Malcolm Stewart.
Grandpa: Just Malcolm Stewart.
Susan: And Max has your initials, Grandpa: M.S.
Grandpa: Uh, it must mean something.
Ellen: Weight: eight pounds six ounces.
Ellen: Eight-six. Big boy!
Ellen: All the Stewart men were big.
Ellen: Well, Robbie was eight pounds two ounces, and Richard was eight pounds three.
Grandpa: And me?
Ellen: Eight pounds six.
Ellen: You were big, just like Max.
Grandpa: Eight pounds six, just like me.
Ellen: That's nice. Length. Length?
Richard: Richard says Max is twenty-one inches long.
Ellen: Twenty-one inches.
Ellen: Is that tall or average or what?
Grandpa: Tall. All the Stewart men are tall.
Susan: Well, Grandpa, you're about five-nine or five-ten.
Susan: I wouldn't call that tall.
Grandpa: I take after my mother's family.
Grandpa: They were ... they were ... they were average.
Ellen: Mother: Marilyn. Father: Richard.
Ellen: And lots of pages for Richard's photos of Max.
Ellen: Speaking of mother and of father --and speaking of Max--I hear the car.
Ellen: They're here!
Ellen: Oh! Oh, quickly! Go, go, go!
Ellen: Let's see. Oh, welcome home.
Ellen: Oh, let her in.
Ellen: Wait with your pictures for a second.
Ellen: Come on, darlings.
Ellen: Sweetheart .... Sit down right here.
Ellen: Oh, he's so cute! Oh, Marilyn!
Ellen: Max looks just like Grandpa.
Ellen: A real Stewart.
Marilyn: I'm so happy to be home with my family--and with Max.