Mom as Timmy: You know Mr. Crocker, people who are hard on others are usually even harder on themselves. Do you give yourself Fs too?
Mr. Crocker: You've been reading mother's parenting book, the one she was too busy writing to raise me! Normally I'd give you another F for that, but suddenly I want to...tell you about my empty childhood.
Mom as Timmy: There, there, Mr Crocker. Why don't you dance your pain away?
Trixie: Don't even waste a greeting, Timmy Turner. I'm never going to talk to-
Mom as Timmy: Oooh, I love your shoes!
Trixie: You do?
Mom as Timmy: And your dress really brings out your eyes!
Trixie: Wow! Tell me what else you love about me!
Mom as Timmy: Only if I can braid your gorgeous hair!
Mr. Crocker: That Timmy Turner's the greatest kid I've ever known. B minus!
Cosmo: Now, ready for checkout!
Timmy as Mom: Hi, Timmy. How was your day?
Mom as Timmy: Well, Mom. I spent my day dancing and singing. I braided Trixie's hair and got a B- from Mr. Crocker!
Timmy as Mom: Gee, that sounds great.
Mom as Timmy: Are you kidding, it was terrible. Those people are bananas! [points to the people on the bus, who yell: "Springtime!"] Well now I understand Timmy perfectly. He's so well adjusted compared to those other kids. And that means I'm a great parent!
Mom: Mom powers activate! Form of: A cleaning tornado!