I have mentioned before how Tate finds his way into our bed in the middle of the night.
Tonight the moon was full and huge and looked like you could just reach out and touch it. David pointed it out to the kids from the van windows.
They watched it all the way home. Reese wanted to know how it was following us. As we were heading into the house, it was hidden behind some trees and houses.
Tate said, "Where'd the moon go?".
David told him it went night night.
As I carried Tate up the steps he explained to me, "Mommy, the moon went to his Mommy's bed!".