FUN AT THE PARK

The other night at the dinner table, we were all talking about how our day was: Jared was telling me about how great Mikey is at Baseball - that earlier in the day Mikey was hitting home runs! I look at Mikey to confirm this good news, and while chewing his steak (or whatever it was Jared had cooked for dinner) Mikey smiles and nods in agreement as if saying, "Yes mother, I am a young Derek Jeter." Jared and Mikey go on to describe their fun and exciting athletic excursions they've engaged in: the Baseball; the home runs; the fastballs Mikey was pitching; Mikey’s pristine ability to hit a fastball and a curve ball; and Mikey’s amazing talents that have been genetically passed down to him from Jared.  As Jared tells me about this day of robust, adventure-filled, action-packed, energetic fun (the baseball, the pitching, the hitting, the running, the sweating, the falling-down-and-getting-back-ups, the HOME RUNS) I finally ask . . . . “Wow, so, how long were you guys at the park?” Then, Mikey and Jared give each other a puzzled look, and Mikey says, “We didn’t go to the park, Mom. Me and Dad play IN THE HOUSE!” ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………