“What day is it?”

(I don’t usually do two posts in a day but I found this so funny, one of those “you had to be there” type of moments but here goes anyway)

My brother Garrett: 15 years old (usually a pretty bright kid). As he looks up from the table, through a mouthful of corned beef and cabbage (with a couple carrots stuffed in there for good measure) he says… “What day is it?” in all seriousness… gotta love him.