All through those first few weeks your pa was just a great big baby with a new plaything.

Then when college began he turned all at once into a full-grown man.

An' just naturally your ma didn't know what to make of it.
"He couldn't explore the attic an' rig up in the old clothes there any more, nor romp through the garden, nor go lunchin' in the woods, nor none of the things _she_ wanted him to do.

He didn't have time.

An' what made things worse, one of them comet-tails was comin' up in the sky, an' your pa didn't take no rest for watchin' for it, an' then studyin' of it when it got here.
"An' your ma--poor little thing! I couldn't think of anything but a doll that was thrown in the corner because somebody'd got tired of her.