The Connie: You need a sandbox when you buy a house. For the baby.

Son-in-Law: You mean our dog Hooligan? Because we don’t have a baby.

The Connie: But you will have a baby. And he needs a sandbox.

Daughter: My kid will not have a sandbox.

The Connie: Sammy, a child needs a sandbox.

Daughter: I never had one and I somehow turned out fine.

Son-in-Law: Yeah, I certainly never had one either.

The Connie: But kids are different today. And they need a sandbox. It’s true.