My wonderful husband took our kids to breakfast this morning, as he usually does on Sundays. Our son asked if he could get a gumball out of the machine. Conceding, my husband gave him the coin but kept the gumballs in his pocket, saving them for after breakfast. To my husband’s horror and embarrassment, Brady innocently shouted in the crowded restaurant as they left- “Dad! I want to feel the balls in your pocket”!