But all the while, our little Lisa is becoming a young woman.

Lisa! Lisa, are you still in there?

What's the problem? Did you fall in? Lisa!

- Sorry, Dad. Women and children first. - What the--

- Where the hell are my keys?

Who stole my keys? Come on. I'm late for work.

Oh, Homer, you'd lose your head if it weren't securely fastened to your neck.

- Did you check the den? - The den! Great idea.

Warm. No, cold.

- Colder. Ice cold. - Huh?

-Do you know where my keys are? -No. I'm talkin' about your breakfast.

Did you try the rumpus room?

Rumpus room? Great idea.

- Oh, Dad. - Huh?

- Doh! - Oh, Homer.

- Here. - I'm sorry, everybody,

but I've only got two cupcakes for the three of you.

Well, Mom, one of us has scarfed down more than enough cupcakes over the past three decades to--

- Bart! -just take mine.

A simple cupcake will bring me no pleasure.