GLORIA
I can’t believe my little boy is going into the fifth grade. He used to hold onto my finger with his little hands and look at me with those big eyes and— Mi niño pequiño.
JAY
Yup, they grow up. Manny, let’s get going.
MANNY
How’s my hair?
JAY
Hold on. What are you wearing there? It looks like an old Christmas tree skirt.
MANNY
It’s a traditional…