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.
“There’s a car being towed from the parking lot,” he shouted. He began his commentary as his parents put their plan into operation. “An ambulance just drove by!” “Looks like the Andrews have company,” he called out. “Mike’s riding a brand new bike! Looks like the Browns are moving! Johnie is on his skateboard!”
After a few moments he announced, “The Johnsons are doing the wild thing!!” Startled, his mother and dad shot up in bed. Dad cautiously called out, “How do you know that?” “Jamie Johnson is standing on his balcony with a Popsicle.”