After this picture was snapped, I almost lost a tooth. Who ever knew T-ball was such a deadly contact sport? This spring, we will opt for something much safer, like pre-k rugby or extreme wrestling.
Tonight I led Tyler to our deck and pointed at the giant silver moon looming just above the tree tops.
“Tonight’s moon is called the ‘Super Worm moon,’ I said, most informatively. “It gets its name because it rises when it starts getting warmer and the worms come out to play. You see, the moon goes around the earth in an oval, and tonight it’s at its closest point to the earth. The last time it was this big and bright, your mom and dad were a mere nineteen years old. Pretty fascinating stuff, huh?”
Throughout my speech he tilted his head to the sky and stared in silent reverence, eyes brighter than the moon itself. “Look, Mama,” he breathed. “It’s a circle!”
Keep it simple, stupid. Every time we forget, the kids are there to remind us.