Act I, sc i Grandma: (whispering to me and pointing to my son) Can I order him some ice cream? Me: Yes, he'd love it. Grandma: I always have to ask. You might not want him to have it before lunch. Me: Thanks, Nan, but it's fine. I don't think we have many rules anymore. Grandma: Why is that? Me: You know, grandma...he's the third, he's the baby, he gets dragged everywhere. I might be spoiling him, but I'm not arguing over ice