The stars have been out at night lately. Has anyone else noticed this?
A recent streak of freakishly clear and beautiful (if very, very chilly) weather has meant you can actually see the stars come out, if you look close enough. I may have missed this phenomenon (yet another reminder that YES, SPRING IS COMING AND HOPEFULLY THAT MEANS EVERYONE WILL BE HEALTHIER) were it not for one of the Berenstain Bears books we have on repeat at bedtime lately...I forget which one, maybe the one where Mama Bear gets all cranky about her cubs zoning out in front of the TV all the time, and makes them go outside and watch the stars come out instead? Or the Christmas edition, where Sister Bear is staring at the stars on Christmas Eve, wondering how Santa will deliver her presents, what with the absence of a chimney in their house, and the sky magically clouds over and delivers snow at that very moment and you find yourself rolling your eyes and kind of snorting until you look down at your kid and realize she is buying this, hook, line and sinker?
Anyway. It was one of those.
So Zoey and I went out one night this week to stare at the stars and the moon for a few minutes, right before bed. We talked about the different shapes of the moon. Tried to guess which star was the brightest. Made our wishes and went back inside.
The next night, while in the bath tub, Zoey asked if we could have another "wishing star party".
Me: Party? What kind of party?
Zoey: You know, Mommy! I get out of the bath, and put on my jammies, and you wrap me in a blanket, and make me wear a hat, and we go outside and look at the stars! And the moon!
Oh.
THAT kind of party.
Preschoolers rock.
3 comments:
um, i adore this.
So cute. And don't think I didn't notice that post was published before 6am. Are you nuts?
That is so sweet, Amy. I just love that child.
Oma
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