This morning, Lynn and I were driving from New Jersey out to Queens to visit Mom, Aunt Karen, Scott, Randi, and Julia. As we were driving by Shea Stadium on the Grand Central Parkway, the following conversation ensued:
Lynn: Let's go to Shea!
Lee: I don't think they'd let us in—.
Lynn: But I want to run the bases!
Lee: There probably aren't even any bases setup right now...
Lynn: When we have kids, we're going to bring them to do the Mets's [Dynamets] Dash.
(moment of silence)
Lynn: Will they let me run the bases with our kids?
Lee: Probably only if the kids are younger than a certain age.
Lynn: Well, then we're just going to have to continuously have kids so that we always have one young enough for me to run the bases with!
(I didn't point out to Lynn that she'd have a hard time enjoying her base-running perks if she's continuously pregnant.)
What? Apparently, I'm going to lose the use of my legs when I'm pregnant....
Why didn't I think of that? Too late! I think what Lynn might have forgotten was the fact that she'll very busy defending people and won't have time to run the bases.
don't wait till you have kids! You have a niece who's planning to do Dynamets Dash this year! :)