"Mom, are we done with May?"
"Yes! It's June 1st. Summa-summa-summatime! Time for lightning bugs and smores with neighbors and playing with cousins and Bible school and …"
"And flying away to Mars!"
I burst out laughing. "We're going to Mars? Fun!"
"Yes, on June 30. A rocket is going to be in our backyard, next to my playset, and we're going to take a peek at the planets."
I LOVE H's imagination and precision- he knows exactly when the rocket is coming, where in the yard it's landing, and what it will do. Henry, can my boys and I get a ticket and join you? :)
ReplyDeleteI have absolutely no doubt that if a rocket truly arrived, he would be thrilled to have Noah and Brady -- and you too, of course. ;)
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