Here's a lesson in what not to say to a couple of 9-year-olds.

One of J.'s friends joined us for dinner tonight. I had told J. earlier today that I was going to take him to the Baseball Hall of Fame in April. His friend is hoping to go this year as well.

We were talking about Cooperstown and I was telling them about the "Discovery Tour" the Hall has for kids. It's basically a scavenger hunt though the Hall. You answer a bunch of questions based on exhibits in the museum. If you fill out the entire questionaire, you get a pack of Hall of Fame baseball cards.

So we were talking about the cards, and J.'s friend said, "Can you get Babe Ruth?" So I cleverly said, "You might get Babe Ruth, or you might get Heinie Manush.

OK, so Heinie Manush may have been the wrong Hall of Famer to pick for a couple of 9-year-olds. Giggling discussions of his name were all we heard for the next half hour. But it was all in fun.