When I picked Donovan up from Waldorf last night we were walking to the busstop and he stopped under a streetlight, pointed up and said, "MOON!" I looked up and wondered if he was refering to the streetlight as I did'nt see anything. "Where's the moon?" I asked him. He looked at me with something between disdain and disbelief: "Its up in the sky."
Of course. Silly me.
And it was visible, in case you were wondering. Mama's eyes; they ain't so good.