Arranging Rai's Marriage

Rai, we've arranged your marriage already.
Just across the street from us lives a family with a beautiful daughter named Lolima. We know the family not only because we often exchange waves of 'hello' while standing in our respective living rooms but because they were the family who lived in our apartment before we moved in. They loved the neighborhood so much that they didn't want to move too far away -- across the street was far enough.
Back to your marriage, though. We have arranged for you to be married to Lolima. She's the most beautiful little baby girl we've ever seen. Sure, she's 9 months older than you and may literally be twice your size but don't worry, Rai, you'll learn to love her! Yeah, 9 months may seem like an insurmountable age gap. I know, you think that you'll just have nothing in common but, don't worry, a few years down the line, 9 months will seem like nothing! Besides, we're all for you going out with older women.
To be honest, the marriage license hasn't been issued yet. For that matter, we haven't even discussed the matter with her parents, but, hey, those are just technicalities. You will marry her.
To ease you into the idea of hanging out with an older lady, we've been exposing you to some older babies lately. First, there was that trip down to San Jose where you met your new friend Joel. Then, two days ago, you met Taiyo, the 2.5 year old son of our friends Logan and Yoshiko.
Like Joel, Taiyo towered over you but you held your ground. Even when he ran laps around you and stroked your hair, you put up your bravest front, smiling and making eye contact.
In fact, you had a lot in common with Taiyo as he is half-Japanese and you were conceived in Japan and have a Japanese name. That connection led to at least 3 seconds worth of interaction between the two of you.
Keeping up with those gargantuan toddlers took its toll on you. You were wiped out by the end of the day so you did what your Mom does when she's too tired to move on. You lay down, grabbed a blanket, pulled it over your head, and went to sleep. We confirmed that this technique is a genetic connection between your Mom and you by looking back at a photo from Japan.
And now that you've shown that you can hold your own with these walking and talking giants, Lolima who is petite for her age and is just starting to murmur some sounds doesn't seem all too intimidating after all, does she? You can do it, Rai. Just begin with this original line that your Dad came up with: "Your eyes are like the deepest ocean...". Hey, it worked on your Mom.