In case you haven't noticed, the moon is just a tiny sliver right now. So we were at my parents' house and Briana saw the moon out the front window of the car on our way home.
"Mommy, the moon is broken."
"No it's not, it's supposed to be that way."
"No it's not. It's broken."
"Ok. If you say so."
"Mommy, the moon is following us. I don't like when the moon follows us."
It's not following us."
"Yes it is. It's following us and I don't like when it follows us."
"Sorry, I don't know what to tell you."
I love this kid!
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