Mom and Dad, freshly returned from their three month road trip, decide the thing they need to do upon returning home is an overnighter to Seattle to see the Mariners game.
All is well until Dad calls a little while ago (during the game) with a little story.
Mom and Dad are sitting in the 300 level behind home plate. Dad sees a foul ball heading their way. He thinks, "Souvenir!", reaches for the ball and misses. Not only does he miss, but he misses bad enough to let the ball hit him on the head. And if that's not bad enough, it ricochets and then hits Mom in the head. Two for the price of one evidently.
When asked if they are alright, his response? "Well, Mom has a headache now".
I love my parents.