"What am I doing here? I could have watched Cyndy at home. I didn't have to come all the way to the doctor's office just because my daughter was feeling anxious about her wedding."

"It's a good thing she took the baby with her, I'm feeling kind of sleepy. Let me take a nap while I have a second to relax."

"You were right. I feel much better talking to the doctor. I didn't think swapping bodies with Cyndy would be such an ordeal."

"It's a big change for everyone. I thought you should talk to someone."

"I'm glad you suggested it. Let's get something to eat."

"Where do you want to go?"

"Someplace quick. How about McDonalds?"

"Sure."

"You want me to go to my own daughter's wedding in this?"

"What's wrong with it?"

"Firstly, it's green. Light green makes me look pale and sickly."

"Don't be silly. You look adorable!"

"Second it's too long. It's passed my knees."

"What's wrong with that?"

"My legs are my best feature and you are hiding most of them."

"You're six."

"I don't care. I want the dress shorter and poofier."

"Poofier?"

"Yeah, I love poof."

"It has plenty of poof."

"What about the hat?"

"What about it?"

"I don't want to wear a hat. I want a pretty bow in my hair. How do I keep it on my head. It'll fall off."

"We'll use pins in your hair."

"I also don't want my hair to look like a poodle."

"OK, go upstairs and change. I'll get something else."

Charlie scampered up stairs. He had become impossible since the body swap. It was driving his wife crazy. Janice thought that her husband would be easier to handle in the body of a six year old. On the contrary, he got worse. He became a LITTLE DIVA.

"Better?"

"Yes, I like the dress."

"Enough poof?"

"It's very, very poofy."

"...and the tiara? You don't want a bow?"

"No, I think I can work with this."

"Is your hair OK."

"Better than that poodle look."