Good shot, son

My Twins fans husband and son are very happy tonight. The Twins are on ESPN to take on Roger Clemens and the Spankees, er, Yankees.

I'm cooking dinner when I hear my son shoot a Nerf suction cup dart at the TV. I hear my husband tell my son that it was a good shot. I'm thinking WTF, when I hear the All-Star game commercial come on. So, into the room I come to shoot a dirty look at my husband and as I am about to fuss at both of them for shooting the darts at the TV, my husband looks at me, shrugs a bit and says: Barry Bonds.

Oh, ok. I can forgive the transgressions. Shoot away, son. Shoot away.