The Moon

Kaden: Look Mama the moon. (He points up)
We stop in the parking lot. He takes a long pause.
Kaden: Up, please, Momm. (I pick him up)
Me: The moon is pretty, huh?
Kade: Yes. Look at moon, mommy.
Kade: Mommy. Mommy. Mommy. Look! (He stretches out and points)
Kade: It's moving. Moon moving.
Me: Is the moon dancing? (the clouds are racing over the moon)
Kade: Uh-huh. Awesome!
Me: Let's get in the car, buggie.
Kade: Moon go nye-nye? Moon sleep goo(d)?
Me: Nope. Not yet. The moon will follow us all the way home. The moon's light will keep us safe and guide us to our house.
Kade: to MY house, Mommy?
Me: Yes. To YOUR house, KK.
Kade. Oh-okay, Mama.
(He watches out his window to be sure the moon is coming along...)

(We get home)

Kade: Where moon go? Moon go home?
Me: No, the moon is behind that house.
Kade: Oh, moon sleep der (there)?
Me: No. The moon sleeps in the sky.
Kade: (waving to the sky) goo(d) night moon. (Kade walks to the house)

I stand on the porch stair and look up. My arms are across my body. I give myself a little hug. I thank the Man in the Moon for the magic of night.