"This noisy, attention grabbing little wiggly thing that invaded my house and home a few months ago isn't so bad after all. He is a great playmate or plaything. Way better then the stuffed babies that just flop around and don't respond to the things going on around them. Vaughn isn't so bad after all. I think he might just be ok."
"Vaughnie too fat!"
"Mom, you can't be serious! A pink Bumbo is bad enough but I have to be a part of this tea party too."
"Vaughnie, open up."
"Drink some more." Not only was Vaughn a good sport, he actually seemed to be enjoying himself. He loved chewing on the spoon and grabbing for Lucy's hand to put it in his mouth.