But Here’s What I Don’t Get: After You Get To Penn Station Do You Then Put Your Wife, Who Is In Labor, On The 4 Train?

If we’ve learned anything over the years, it’s that one should splurge for a cab when his wife is in labor:

Penn Station isn’t known for its early arrivals, but little Caesar Boothe may change all that.

The 7-pound boy came into the world Wednesday right in the middle of the bustling Amtrak concourse as commuters gathered to welcome him with cheers.

“I didn’t care who was there, who was watching me,” mom Marie Boothe, 29, said hours after she delivered her son on the floor of the waiting area at 7:18 a.m.

“I was thinking, ‘Just get the baby out!'”

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The ordeal started about 4 a.m., when Boothe woke up in labor at her home in East Orange, N.J.

Joined by husband Jonathan Boothe, 26, and 1-year-old son Samson, she hopped on a train about 6:30 a.m. to get to North Central Bronx Hospital, where they planned to give birth.

But when they pulled into Penn Station, her pain was too strong, her water broke and the baby was ready to come out.

“Forget the ambulance. Forget everything else. I’ll do it right here,” Boothe said she told her husband.

Even better: Sewell Chan reports that the parents decided to use “Penn” as the baby’s middle name . . .

Location Scout: Penn Station.