About a month ago, Mrs. Dave and I met my parents in Portsmouth for dinner. We brought a couple of presents for them, and after dinner was almost over, we gave them the gifts to open. Each of them opened their present in their lap, paused, looked at each other, looked at us, and said "What does this mean?!" Mrs. Dave responded "Oh, you're going to need those in about seven months."
The presents looked something like this:
