What’s the D?

Every night when I put the kids to bed, my oldest asks: “What’s the date?” or like tonight he asked “What’s the ‘D’?”

I usually just go through the mental exercise to extract that piece of information out of my head (or look at my watch). This can be a pretty difficult task at that time of night, depending on my frame of mind.

After awhile, though, I finally asked him why he wants to know the date.

It turns out, on even days he flips his pillow on one side and on odd days he flips it on the other side. One side has a bulldozer and the other a front-end loader. I guess he is giving each an equal opportunity to be on top.

I’ve had to ask him more than once about this because I keep forgetting why he wants to know.