You were crossing the road, heading towards the small park with two ice creams in your hand - one for your son, Sam, and the other for your husband Chris.

Turning the corner towards the park, you catch a sight of Sam who had been wriggling in Chris’ lap, shove a handful of grass into your husband’s mouth. Sam giggled in delight, before running over to you with his little legs. "Mummy!" He chirped, "I tricked Daddy!"

“Sam–” Chris sputtered around blades of grass, coughing non-stop.