While on our walk this evening (yes! one mile for me! pat, pat, pat), the girls noticed the moon.
“Is it a full moon or a half moon?” I ask.
“A half moon,” Lia says.
“Why is it a half moon?” she wonders.
Mommy answers brilliantly. “Because it’s not full.” (No, really, I said something slightly more explanatory.)
Lia: “What’s a full moon full of?”
I didn’t have an answer for that one. 🙂