I work as a cashier and I just happen be around when a mother and her pre teenager son come in. They both obviously came from little league game; the boy in full baseball uniform and the mom nicely dressed. She tells him to pick what he wants and that he could continue to pick anything he wants as long as he keeps pitching like that. He hugged and kissed her. They seem really close, which could mean single mom, - dad dead or alive. I was just astonished by how she already perceives her son as a meal ticket/ status supply at such a young age.