My husband was always doing something shocking. One Christmas we were going from Iowa to Ks for the holiday and it was at noon on a Sunday that we stopped in a cafe in NE and church was just getting out. We had a little boy, 13 months old and I was 7 months along with another baby. I took our son to the rest room, and when I came back there were 4 very prim and proper ladies, hats and gloves, in the booth next to us. When I came back he jumped up and said " I don't know why you won't marry me and give these kids a name>" Being use to his antics I replied "because I don't like your name." The little ladies about had strokes and immediately the heads started bobbing.