This story is kind of old too (I don't know why they keep coming back to me) and incredibly precious.

A few weeks ago, Tia-D was driving the boys home and making conversation. It was a Friday, so she asked if they were excited about the weekend. Henry enthusiastically told her the weekend meant it was a special day.

A special day? What's that?

A special day is when your mom stays home from work and our mom told us it was two more days until a special day. And it's been two days!