Conversation between Megan and I as I put her to bed last night.
"Oh no!" She pints out the window at the silver half moon.
" Mommy, lots of pieces fell off the moon! They fell down to Grandma's house, we must go over there and get them back. And we will go there and knock on her door and she will answer it and say..."Come in!" And we will get the pieces of the moon and take them back to the moon.
Megan ponders this for a moment.
"I really wish we had a spaceship. Mommy your spaceship will have princesses painted on it and mine will have princesses painted on it and Daddy's will have Superheroes painted on it and Benny's will have dinosaurs. And Liv can come in my spaceship. But, nobody else can come wif us cuz we are the only ones allowed on the moom cuz God made us specialer."
"Megan, everyone is special."
"Yes, but we are specialER."
"Cuz we are bringing the pieces of the moon back and we are so good and Jesus will say..."Good Job!"
"I bet he would."