I told the boys that we're going to visit the baby on Sat. In their minds, it doesn't mean an actual baby. It means they're going to see their cousin, Duke. My brother Bryan's dog. They started talking in a baby voice like Duke was in the room with them. 'Yes, you are a baby!' Then I told them that they're going to a swimming party after that. It was too much exciting news for them. It should be fun.