Last week I was over at Elena’s to watch the finales of Glee and Top Chef. Unfortunately, a certain cable company was not interested in me seeing the finale of the former, but it was still a fun evening.
At one point, Elena and I had this exchange:
Karen: I want a big family… like 5 or 6 or maybe 9 so I can field my own baseball team. Can you picture that?
Elena: I’m picturing an entire family of outfielders.
Game, set, match, Elena.
