The only way to pull off a Sunday afternoon quickie with their 8-year-old son
in the apartment was to send him out on the balcony with a Popsicle and tell
him to report on all the neighborhood activities. He began his commentary as
his parents put their plan into operation: “There’s a car being towed from the
parking lot,” he shouted. A few moments passed ... “An ambulance just
drove by” A few moments later, “Looks like the Anderson’s have company”
he called out. “Matt’s riding a new bike...” “The Coopers are having sex!”
Startled, Mother and Dad shot up in bed! Dad cautiously asked,
“How do you know they are having sex?”
“Jimmy Cooper is standing on his balcony with a Popsicle too.”