our moon

"see mmmoooooonnn!!!!", he says to me. every day. every night.
he's in love with the moon, the stars, airplanes, and clouds. but especially the moon. he spots it early in the day, when the sun's still out but the moon is quietly starting to show its face. he notices when it's not there, when it's covered by clouds, when he can't see the stars. we go outside before bed, all bundled up in blankets, just to get one last look. his daddy sprayed a glow-in-the-dark moon on his ceiling and stuck up some stars that get him by when he can't see the real thing. this kid loves his moon.

we sing about it. "i see the moon and the moon sees me. God made the moon and God made me." he laughs and grins and starts naming other things to insert into the song: daddy, mommy, brooks, hot dogs, truck, stars, baseball...it gets downright silly sometimes. but oh, how i love seeing him laugh and smile. i love that we get to talk about the shape of the moon, what it might be doing when we can't see it (pa dale told him it's eating cheetos...sometimes he says it's sleeping, then starts snoring to show me what he means). we wait with anticipation for the clouds to move past. he cries out, "i see it! there it is!" his little finger points excitedly as the moon starts to peek out.

God's creation is incredible. our Creator is incredible. i love seeing it all through the eyes of my boy.