Monday, February 21, 2011

Mr. Moonlight

Last week it was somewhat warm outside. 

It was pure delight.

I was picking the kids up from their grandparents house.  I buckle Faye in her chair first.  Every time.  As I was doing that, Keith stood next to the car gazing at the sky.  I overheard this conversation:

"Mr Moon?  You are so shiny and bright.  Let me fly away with you.  We can fly up in the sky together and go around the stars and maybe play with a ball.  Just lift me up so we can play."

Be still my beating heart!

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