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[drumroll]

[cheerful electronic music]

* *

- [laughs]

- [whimpering]

Uh! Wah!

* *

- [exclaims] [frog ribbits]

[frog croaks]

- [laughing]

- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

* *

[car horn honks]

[toy meows]

- Ta-da!

- Ah! - Ugh.

- [chuckles] [whistles]

- Whoa! Ah!

- [chuckles] - Aww.

* *

[upbeat music]

- Ah, this is the life, huh, Drool?

Huh?

* *

Hey! Me and Drooly Snake were laxing at the beach!

- Not now. He's the fire chief.

[tense music]

- Snakes don't put out fires, Lillian.

- Do too, Philip!

[both grunting and straining]

- Huh?

Hmm. [chuckles softly]

[humming contentedly]

[both grunting and straining]

Pups, you know the drill. There's more than one of you.

That means you got to share and take turns.

[upbeat music]

And they say parenting is hard. [scoffs]

- Buenas, buenas!

- Tía! I didn't know you were coming.

Uh, I was just about to clean up.

- I'm family, mijita. No need for that.

I'm just dropping something off for my little tesoritos.

[laughter]

- Feliz Día de los Niños!

[wrapping paper rustling]

[both laugh] Today, we celebrate children.

And Elizabeth, this is for you.

- You know I'm not a kid anymore.

Right, Tía? - You are to me.

Open it, open it!

[Betty laughs]

- Oh!

[upbeat music]

- You feel like a kid again, huh, right?

- I have no idea what you mean.

Yes! [Tía laughs]

- [laughs] I used to do this for hours.

It's all in the wrist.

* *

- Wow, Phil and Lil,

your mama's really good at that toy.

- Yeah, she's been playing with it

ever since our Tía gave it to her.

- She stopped folding our clotheses

and that's her favoritest thing to do!

- Uh, not anymore.

She's not even letting the other mommies have a turn.

both: Huh.

[Betty laughs]

[Dil laughing]

- Oh no, Dil, that's not a toy.

- Actually, it is. And Betty, I am impressed.

- Ooh! Ha!

[laughs] Yes!

- [laughs]

Your mama's acting just like you two when you win a game.

- Tía said this would happen. Remember, Philip?

- Lillian, are you saying our mommy's turning into a kid?

- Life hack number 45,

diaper cream for mosquito bites.

Can't have my throwing hand itching.

- Did your mommy just use diapie cream?

- Uh, yeah, but that's not where she puts it on us.

- Uh, you might want to see this.

[suspenseful music]

- OK. Uh?

[both gasp]

- Ah! [chuckles]

- Oh, thank you, Betty.

Dil is in an earring-pulling phase.

- She'll be eating mud next.

- Hello, ladies, random question.

Are any of you skaters?

And if so, would you be in my video for social?

- I did a kickflip or two back in the day.

I could give it a whirl.

- [laughing] Awesome! Thanks, Betty.

The truck's parked right over there.

- What's this for anyway?

- Rolling out my new ice cream flavor,

Vintage Skateboard Swirl.

- Oh, snap!

[playful ominous music]

* *

- [gasps] Who's that?

* *

- It can't be.

* *

- It must be a'cause of that new toy.

* *

- But could a toy really turn someone back into a kid?

- It's science!

- Let's refrain calm.

Just 'cause that girl looks like Phil and Lil's mommy

and dresses like Phil and Lil's mommy

doesn't mean that she is.

- Hiya!

My name's Betty.

- Oh, we thought you were our mommy.

Ow!

- Phil, isn't Betty what the other growed-ups

call our mommy?

- How should I know?

I never pay attention to what growed-ups are saying.

[gasping] Wait a minute, I think you're right!

[Phil and Lil giggle]

- I know. [chuckles]

I'm really good at this, aren't I?

- Good?

You're only the bestest ball cup thrower in the whole world.

You want to wear my bow?

- Eh, nah. But it's super-cute.

- [giggles]

- Betty--may I call you that?

- Sure. That's my name.

- Betty, I can hold your toy for you

when you get tired if you wish.

- Eh, no thanks.

Did anyone ever tell you that you two look alike

except one of you has pants and one has a bow?

- Isn't she the funnierest?

[laughs] She made a twin joke!

[both laugh]

- I never thought I'd get to say this to you, but...

diapie waffle?

- Pocket pancake?

- She's just like us.

- I'm going to save this pancake forever.

- This is getting kind of squishy.

Maybe we should give them some family time.

[munching]

- Come on! Race you!

- Ooh, Jen Z just dropped the flavors

in her Vintage Skateboard Swirl!

Fruit Leather Donut? - Ew.

Any sign of Betty on a skateboard?

- Not yet. - Hi!

* *

Bye!

* *

- [giggles] Looks like the twins have made a new friend.

Have we seen her before?

- She does look familiar.

I just can't put my finger on it.

- Whoo-hoo!

- Whoo-hoo!

[grunts]

Aren't you going to say good job?

- Huh?

- Hey, you must not have done it right.

Watch me, Betty!

Whoo-hoo!

[Phil grunts]

[Phil laughs]

- Good job, Phil.

- Not the same.

- Hey, you two! Climb the ladder!

Too late, slowpopes!

- Don't worry, we'll climb fast so we all get to take a turn.

- Nah. That game's over.

- Looks like you two aren't having any fun

with your kid mama.

- Not much. - A little.

- Eh, maybe she's just so excited to play with you

that she just, uh, forgot to play with you.

[downbeat music]

* *

- Just in time for hide and sneak.

Oh, your friends can play, too.

- Sorry, Betty. Playtime's over.

We had fun, sort of.

But you can turn back into a growed-up now.

- [gasps] No!

- Eh, maybe later.

OK, I'll be the finder.

One, two, three--

- Philip, why are you telling her to turn back?

So what if she runneded faster and doesn't take turns

or know our names or say good job?

She's still our mommy.

- Our kid mommy. And--[sobs]

I like our mommy-mommy betterer.

- [sniffles] Me, too.

* *

- It's that growed-up kid changer toy!

If we could only get it away from her, we could--

- 11, 12, first-teen.

- We got to do something.

She's up to a number I don't know

and I haven't found a good hiding spot yet.

- Tommy's right.

Phil and Lil, you get that toy while the rest of us hide.

Everyone, go!

[dramatic music]

- [gasps]

- 14, 15, 20!

Ready or snot, here I come!

[Phil grunts]

* *

- [gasps and chuckles] Found you.

Now where's that little one?

- Tommy? Oh, you'll never find him.

He finds really good hiding places like, um--

* *

[mutters anxiously] Behind the trash can!

* *

- Found you!

- Now I just got to find the girl in the yellow dress

and the ones with the ducks on 'em.

* *

- Philip, does you see what I see?

- I sure do.

[frog ribbits]

- Not that!

That!

[both grunting]

* *

- [gasps]

Um, uh-- - Found ya!

- Oh, man. No fair. Watch out!

I'm coming down.

* *

[Betty giggles]

* *

- Where's Betty?

[Betty groaning]

Well, we've invented another new flavor, rocky road rash.

- Are you OK? - Yep.

I biffed the kickflip, but at least Jen Z got her video.

- As a doctor, I'm more concerned with that limp.

- Eh, the perils of the sport.

Happy to help out a fellow food vendor.

[notification chimes] - Oh, she posted it!

[upbeat music]

* *

- "Woman wipes out and squirrel catches

her flying ice cream cone."

Oh. - Hey!

She tagged Betty's Beans!

[Phil and Lil babbling]

Ah, pups.

I was only gone a few minutes.

[frog ribbits] Hey, nice frog.

[sighs]

* *

Good job.

Ow.

- Let's get you home so you can ice that knee.

Doctor's orders.

- Hey, guys!

Looks like everything's back to norman!

- Now it is. Here, Chuckie.

[frog ribbits]

[Chuckie screams]

- Yep, some things should stay just the way they are.

[Chuckie screaming]

[upbeat music]

[upbeat music]

- * Hi hi hi, he he he *

* Come and meet our fish family *

- Thanks, Aunt Didi. Red is my favorite flavor.

Hey, babies, look what I got.

[babies clamoring]

You know, it's too bad you can't talk.

You could have asked for icy pops, too.

Duffy, play the Cynthia song.

- Thank you.

If I'd had ears, they'd have fallen off by now.

Switching to "Cynthia's Theme."

- Don't do it, Duffy!

[Lil groans]

- Angelica, your mommy's here!

- Gotta run!

While you're here staring at guppies all day,

I'll be singing stageside

at the Super Cynthia 'Stravaganza!

Don't worry.

You'll hear all about it tomorrow.

* She's fierce, she's fashion *

* She's serving up some sassin' *

- * She's Cynthia *

[downbeat music]

* *

[doorbell rings]

- Hey, bro.

Thanks for helping out with my little angel.

- Sure thing. How was the concert, kiddo?

- Ooh, she had too much fun.

Strained her vocal cords.

Doctors said she has to rest her voice today.

[car horn honks] [Drew gasps]

Coming, darling!

Charlotte lost her voice after the concert

screaming at traffic, so today, I have to be her.

[imitating Charlotte] Jonathan, email the mayor!

Subject, parking lot mayhem!

- [humming contentedly]

- [groaning] - Oh, sweetie.

If you need anything, just wave.

- Hmm. Got a better idea.

I know it's here somewhere.

A-ha!

Speak, Dog, Speak will do the talking for you.

- Why did we take that away from Spike anyway?

- Thirsty! - Oh.

- Thirs-thirs-thirs-thirsty!

- It's coming back to me now.

- Thirsty!

* *

- Time to be the guard dragons.

Again.

- She never even let us have fleas.

- Something's wrong.

Why isn't she making us pledge allegiance to Queen Cynthia?

- [inhales deeply]

[suspenseful music]

[raspy wheeze]

- Uh, what did you say, Angelica?

- I believe I heard, "[raspy wheeze]"

- I do not know that word.

- Angelica, Naia says she's queen today

'stead of Cynthia, OK?

- [huffs and rasps]

- That's it! She can't talk!

- Whoa.

It's almost like she can't tell us what to do anymore.

- Dragon fleas, here we come!

- But you gotted Spikey's talking buttons.

Use those to tell us what you want.

- Throw the ball.

- OK!

- [barks]

- Treat!

- Snack time? Good idea!

I got granola bars in here.

[Tommy giggles]

- [spits]

- If you'd asked, I would have told you they were coconut.

[Phil gasps] - Let's play fetch.

Throw the ball. Throw the ball.

Thirsty! - [whimpers in confusion]

- Go potty. Go potty. Go potty.

Play with me.

- If you say so.

[all giggling]

all: * He he he, hi hi hi *

* How many fishes do you spy? *

* He he he, hi hi hi *

- [raspy scream]

- Thank you for watching Chuckie and Kimi.

Chas kindly offered his assistance today

with my bathroom refresh.

- Of course.

- Between you and me,

I get the feeling Chas isn't a hardware store guy.

But he's very sweet to come along anyway.

So do I treat this as a date, or is he just being helpful?

Am I overthinking this?

- Frankly, I'm not even sure what a bathroom refresh is.

It just sounded nice to have some actual

one-on-one time with Kira.

But now she's going to see

I know nothing about home repair.

Am I overthinking this?

* *

- Hi, Angelica.

- Hi, guys.

Wait, how come you're not fanning

Queen Cynthia with leaves and giving her all your toys?

- Ask her.

- [raspy wheezing]

- She can't talk on accounta

she has to let her voice take a nap.

- Oh, that's so awful.

I could be your voice.

And since we're such good friends,

I'll know just what you want to say.

What do you think, Angelica?

[gasps] Hooray!

[gasps] How should we start?

- [raspy wheezing]

- I think you're trying to say you don't like these very much.

How about we go ask Tommy's mama for a better snack?

* *

Excuse me, Mrs. Pickles.

Angelica would like a yummy snack.

- Aw, of course.

I'll get her some ice cream.

My mama says dairy can be very hard on the throat.

Whenever I have a sore throat,

she always makes me a special turmeric tea

with boiled asparagus.

- You know, I just read about that tea on the parenting blog

Disgusting Sounding Home Remedies That Actually Work.

And I have some asparagus no one seems to want.

[Angelica gasping]

[sparks clicking]

- [raspy wheezing]

- Don't worry, I'll tell her.

Angelica says her throat is extra sore,

so she must want an extra strong dose of the tea!

- Oh, thank you, Kimi.

She is so lucky to have a friend like you.

[asparagus cracks] - [hoarsely screams]

[Dil babbling] [phone ringing]

- Hey, Chas. How's it going?

- Stu, there are too many shades.

All Kira said was get some white paint,

but which one does she want?

They've got ivory tower, swan's tail.

What about untoasted marshmallow?

I'm crumbling under pressure here.

- Calm down. Kira trusts your opinion.

That's a good thing.

- And if I let her down, then I've broken her trust.

Vanilla bunny, frostbite, melted ice cream.

Come on!

* *

- Here you go, hon.

* *

- [slurps and gulps]

Ugh.

[spits]

- Angelica's finished with her tea, Mrs. Pickles.

She'd like some more, please. - [raspy wheezing]

[phone ringing] - Ah--oh.

- Hi, Didi. Sorry to bother you.

I need some advice. - Oh, no bother at all.

Is it about that rose gold drawer knob

you were looking for?

- No, no, no, no, no. It's about Chas.

He's just standing frozen in the paint aisle.

Do you think I was moving too fast

asking him to pick a color?

- Well, um, romance is complicated, and so is Chas.

Are you thinking about an octagonal shape?

- He does have so many sides to him.

- OK, Chuckie. Let her rip!

- What are you doing up there?

- We made a rolly toaster, and I'm not even scared of it.

- Because you're not going to ride on it.

- She is.

- [screams hoarsely] [laughter]

[dramatic music]

- You gave them Cynthia to ride on the roller-coaster?

How thoughtful!

- Play with me.

- [barks excitedly]

[barks] - [screaming hoarsely]

- Stu, Kira has a question about Chas.

- I'm on the phone with him now.

He's asking about paint colors.

- Maybe we should just switch?

- Here's the thing, Kira.

When he's frozen like that, he just needs a reset.

- Chas, trust me.

At the end of the day,

everyone goes with Swiss Coffee.

* *

[all shouting excitedly]

- Great sharing, Angelica.

Look how much fun Cynthia's having!

- What's that, Cynthia?

You wish you could play with us every day?

- Sounds like playing with the babies is

Cynthia's new favorite thing.

[downbeat music]

[Dil babbling]

- [sighs]

[Dil sputters]

[Dil babbling]

[Angelica inhales deeply]

[Dil gasps]

[Dil giggles]

[Dil sputters and giggles]

[Dil screams]

- What's the matter? Do you want your paci?

[Dil yells]

- Too bad you can't talk.

[Dil wailing]

[Dil babbling]

- Ooh. - Wow, Angelica.

You really get what Dil wants even without any words.

- You know, for a day where Angelica didn't talk at all,

I feel like we understood her betterer than ever.

- That's what I was thinking.

- Guys, I think she's trying to tell us something.

- Go on, Angelica. We're listening.

- [raspy wheezing]

[dramatic musical crescendo]

Get away from me, you dumb babies!

And give me my Cynthia back!

Who puts yucky coconut in a granola bar?

And you really think

Cynthia wants to sit in that filthy spaceship

and ride your rickety roller-coaster?

And another thing--

- Careful, Angelica. You just got your voice back.

You'll hurt it again.

[Angelica growls]

- And you!

I get the chance to have ice cream,

and you tell Aunt Didi I need disgusting green junk?

Are you trying to make me--

[raspy wheezing]

- I tried to warn you.

Mrs. Pickles!

Angelica needs some more asparagus turmeric tea, please!

[soft upbeat music]

- [raspy wheezing and coughing]