Donna Reed and June Cleaver would certainly clutch their pearls in disapproval of this rambunctious mom, who is demonstrating affection for her appliances in a most unusual way. Her family, on the other hand, seems wholly entertained by her graffiti artistry. [Although I am not sure if Junior is happy or horrified.] The scene sums up the carefree ethos of the early 1960s; if memory serves me, the yet-to-come Summer of Love did not extend to household white goods.