I think of some of the strangest things when I'm lying in bed trying to fall asleep.
My mom used to make pudding occasionally, and instead of putting the pudding (hee hee) into plain bowls she's portion them into these fancy glass bowls she had. I remember those bowls and can still feel them in my hand, as they had these "balls" of glass (for lack of a better term) on the bottom of them. It made a basic dessert something special.
Or when I'd ask my dad on a Saturday if we could go to the park and go hiking. Or to the model airplane park to watch the model airplanes fly around. I always asked him expecting him to say no, but he always said yes. That was our father/son time I guess, since I didn't play any sports.
Then there was the time in 1976 for the Bicentennial when a local grocery chain (Hughes??) was giving away all the flags of our country (like the Dont Tread on Me flag, and the Betsy Ross flag etc) and I wanted them, so mom and/or dad would get me them every week, and my dad built this pole we painted red, white and blue with drilled holes in the sides for me to display my flags.
The day my mom pulled me out of school, to go have lunch with her and my "Nana" (family friend I called Nana) at Busch Gardens. Talk about feeling special!!
Simple things. Even though I won't be a parent, I do have some advice for you parents. Make memories for your kids by doing the simple things for them. I really think that it's these memories that are the "specialist". I know for me, they are.