Wednesday, October 5th 2016

At the end of a lovely walk home together from Taekwondo tonight, 8 y/o boy looks up at the sky and says, “Wow the moon is bright tonight.  It’s a croissant.”

Then he catches himself, “I said ‘croissant,’ ha ha ha!”

I say that’s just french for crescent.  And that with his blessing I shall evermore like to call it a “Croissant Moon.”

I also retell these two stories;

1)                                                                                                           

Gavin is a baby visiting Minneapolis, pointing at the sky.

Him:  MOOOOON!

Me: Yes that’s the moon honey.  Isn’t it pretty?

Him:  BITE!?!

And 2)                                                                                                     

Gavin is 3 years old moon gazing by the grill moon with family.

Me:  And it’s so full tonight!

Him:  [pause.]  What did it eat?

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Boy says yes I may call it that.

2010-04 Bite Me to the Moon [23 seconds]:

“Full Beaver Supermoon” on November 13th 2016 (c/o my Cousin Jeffrey Forest):