"I feel like my life is never going to start," Judy tells Lily. Which is sad, since she's already thirty-seven years into it. Lily asks her if this funk is about Jamian, and his disgusting little display all over the kitchen floor. My words, not hers. Judy says it's not Jamian, it's her. She claims to have no idea what she's doing, and wonders how she's ever going to "be a good mother if [she] can't handle someone else's adorable, annoying eleven-year-old son." Okay, the fact that she hasn't yet wrapped her hands around that adorable, annoying eleven-year-old kid's throat pretty much guarantees that she'll make a fine mother. Lily sets down her mug and tells Judy, "What you're trying to do is so much harder, believe me. It's just going to take time. It's not perfect -- it's messy." "And yet you do it so effortlessly," Judy pouts. Has she not watched a single episode? Lily tries to hide her pleasure by scoffing, "Is that what you think?" She levels with Judy: "If this is what you want, if being a parent is what you really want, this is what it's like. Plates fall down, you clean them up, you move on. It's not really as hard as it seems. You just have to give up...everything." Judy smiles, "Is that all?" Did I just switch channels? This show isn't exactly a showcase of self-sacrificing parenthood. Whatever, it seems to pacify Judy. Oh, wait, no it doesn't. She's crying again. Lily hops off her stool to put her arms around her, insisting that Judy will make a great mother when the time comes. She reminds her that she's "loving and caring and passionate." She promises that it'll "come naturally." Finally, Judy seems mollified.

Cut to Sam's place, where the living, breathing, birth-control ad is whining yet again. This time it's because he wants to play Sega. Sam resolutely says no, saying that Jamian will be a zombie by the time Janine gets there. The two of them are seated on either side of Sam's huge drawing table, where Sam's working and Jamian is drawing pictures. Sam pulls out his new charcoals for the kid to try. "Dad? Are you going to marry Judy?" Jamian asks, since there's only about five minutes left to air. Sam looks thoughtful but avoids the kid's eyes and says he doesn't know. Jamian asks if Sam is going to have another kid. God help us all, Sam smiles and says he doesn't know that, either. Jamian asks, "So, is it possible that you and Mom might get back together?" Sam slowly shakes his head and looks Jamian right in the eye. "No," he says, matter-of-factly. Jamian pouts that he thought the three of them would always be together. "Yeah, I know. I did, too," Sam says. "Until I started slipping it to any woman who said yes," he thinks. But wait, I'm giving him too much credit for self-realization. Scratch that last bit. Jamian asks if he's just supposed to forget about it, or what.