You must not mind if your wife occasionally treats you as though you were a dear big baby, requiring maternal care and petting.

You are such a veritable boy sometimes, and it soothes the yearning for a little son of yours to cuddle in her arms, when she plays that her big boy is something of a baby." Ronald took her left hand from about his neck, and kissed it tenderly.
This was his only answer, but his silence meant more to Helen than speech.

Words flowed so readily to express his surface thoughts; but when words suddenly and unexpectedly failed, a deeper depth had been reached; and in that silence, his wife found comfort and content.
Ronnie was not all ripples.

There was more beneath than the shifting shallows.

Deep, still pools were there, and rocks on which might eventually be built a beacon-light for the souls of men.