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We have a thing for the night sky.. me, my husband and our children. Almost every night we can be found standing on our deck, gazing at the stars.. sometimes for an hour or more, other times, just a few minutes. Last night, the kids got out the door first and as I was putting on my boots, I overheard this:
the girl: I see Orion, but where's the Big Dipper?
the boy: (pointing above the house) There. Can you see it?
the girl: Ummm.. oh! Yeah, I got it. Do you see those 6 stars over here? Kinda behind the tree, you have to stand over here..
the boy: Ok, yeah. What about them?
the girl: They remind me of a coffee mug. I call it "Mom's Constellation".
(much giggling from them both)
the boy: Yeah.. she always did like STARbuck's.
soundtrack:
the girl: I see Orion, but where's the Big Dipper?
the boy: (pointing above the house) There. Can you see it?
the girl: Ummm.. oh! Yeah, I got it. Do you see those 6 stars over here? Kinda behind the tree, you have to stand over here..
the boy: Ok, yeah. What about them?
the girl: They remind me of a coffee mug. I call it "Mom's Constellation".
(much giggling from them both)
the boy: Yeah.. she always did like STARbuck's.
soundtrack:
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