Wallet is not a football

Son who loves to throw the football was in the process of getting my wallet for me. My wallet is the Harley Davis size and packed to the brim. In other words, about the size of a small football. I see his arm go back with the wallet and I screamed No!!! but hey what can happen, just a bush between me and dad. As the wallet is sailing through the air, the snaps open up right as it passes over the bush. Like a NY parade with confetti the contents came raining down on the bush. All 17 credit credit cards, doc appts, gift cards, and cash. To this day I still will look over in the bush and say "oh there's a credit card I have been missing" sigh