Duckie: *touches Momma's forehead* What's that?
Momma: That's my wrinkle.
Duckie: Your... wrinkle?
Momma: Yes baby.
Duckie: I love your wrinkle!
Momma: Thank you Sweetheart.
Duckie: Can I have a wrinkle?
Momma: Baby, you don't get wrinkles, you give wrinkles.
Duckie: I give wrinkles. Okay!