The Child and The Moon

Night fell. Tree leaves faded, the birds stopped singing, and the sun sunk below the western horizon. Mommy and Daddy put fresh sheets on the beds, drew the curtains, and brushed their teeth. They needed to wake up early the next morning to go to work. It was the kid’s bedtime, too, even though she didn’t want to fall asleep, brush her teeth, or go to kindergarten the next day. Finally, she made her way to bed and crawled beneath the covers, but the room was too dark and stuffy. So, Mommy pulled aside the curtains to let in a little light and Daddy opened the window so cool night air could gust into the bedroom. Still, she couldn’t sleep. The kid stared out the window and right up at the moon. After a few minutes, she worked up her courage to murmur softly: “Hey there, old chap!”