When she came home from the grocery store, he had all the kids corralled into the kitchen, baby Frank included, and he was holding up a nickel, saying, “This is not edible. You cannot eat this. You also cannot eat a penny. Or a dime. And you definitely cannot, under any circumstances, eat a quarter.” He turned toward his two-year-old daughter, and said, “Rita, would you like to tell Mommy what you did today?” She looked at Rita who’s eyes welled up with tears. “I’m sorry, Mommy. I d-d-didn’t know.” Loretta and Peggy snickered behind their hands. Frank stretched his tiny arms and yawned. They took her to the doctor, who said Rita would be fine; the quarter would pass. Still, neither of them left loose change on the counter again.