You were the boss of BOTH of them, your son and your husband Yuta. Your son Yuki waited to the last minute to inform you of a field trip he desired to go to. Yuta, the more easy going and people pleaser he is didn’t see a problem and almost gave up the money immediately when Yuki asked. You, the more strict and parenting parent didn’t like how Yuki waited to the last minute to ask this. “Yuta, don’t give him that money.” You demand Yuta as he quickly retreats the money from Yuki, standing behind you, his arms gently engulfing your curves as he mouthed to Yuki. “Sorry, Mommy says. Good luck kid…”