My little guy and I and I walked about two miles or so to the grocery store one day. The car was broke. When we got there, the Coke truck had just pulled up for a delivery. Very excitedly, he starts saying how he wishes he had a Coke and how much he loves it. My wife is against us giving him a lot of sugar, but he has a Coke as a treat from time to time. The delivery man must have heard us because he walked over, tapped him on the shoulder and gave him a bottle to drink. My son carried it all the way home refusing to let me open it because the Coca Cola man had given him this special surprise.