Driving home tonight we all watched the full moon very closely, exclaiming when we saw it appear and disappear and then reappear through the trees. I told the kids that the moon was following us, and they seemed to love that idea.
J then announced that the moon was talking to her.
Intrigued, I asked her what she heard the moon saying, wondering where her imagination was taking her.
Very seriously, J states, "The moon is saying, 'Leave me alone!'"
Clearly, the moon needed to go to bed, too.