Doc Homer watches his daughters sleeping curled up like a couple of puppies.
We learn that the girls' full names are Cosima and Halimeda.
The girls are tuckered out from playing with the other kids on the Day of All Souls, a Spanish holiday where families decorate the graves of their ancestors and cover them with flowers.
Doc, permanently anti-fun, decides the girls won't get to celebrate the holiday again, because the great-grandmothers in those graveyards are none of their beeswax.
Looking at his daughters, Doc feels pain "for how close together these two are, and how much they have to lose" (1.6). Could that be foreshadowing? We sure hope not.