Because it was New Year's Eve, I let my daughter stay up a little later than usual -- until 10 pm, and then I put her to bed. After greeting the new year at midnight, I went upstairs and found my daughter still awake.
"Do you know what time it is?" I asked in a disapproving tone.
"Past midnight," she said.
"And that means it's what now?" I asked.
She nodded, and looked at me very seriously. "Tuesday." she said.
I chuckled and said, "Bigger."
She spread her legs and arms apart, and said in a dramatic voice, "TUESDAY."