The only way to pull off a Sunday afternoon “quickie” with their 8-year-old son in the apartment was to send him out on the balcony with a Popsicle and tell him to report on all the neighbourhood activities. “There’s a car being towed from the parking lot,” he shouted. He began his commentary as his parents put their plan into operation: “An ambulance just drove by!” “Looks like the Andersons have company,” he called out. “Matt’s riding a new bike!” “Looks like the Sanders are moving!” “Jason is on his skate board!” After a few moments he announced, “The Coopers are having sex!!” Startled, his mother and dad shot up…