So this is my first entry. Why am I writing a blog? Not quite sure. Thought it would be fun. But what do I write about? I'm not really a great writer. Does anyone care what I have to say? Does it really matter? Where do I start? Well lets see how it goes...
I guess I will start with why the title of my blog is called "Where is Moony?"
My first son Halen has slowly started to become fascinated with the moon. I'm not really sure where this came from, he is 21/2 years old. Although I do recall this past summer while at the cottage Grandpa showing Halen the moon. It is the perfect place for star gazing(or moon gazing in Halen's case). Every night before Halen would go to bed he would ask Grandpa "where is the moony?" They would look out the window for the moon. Some nights they would have to go outside to locate it. From there it slowly progressed. I would say to him "do you know who goes to the moon?" He would look at me with a blank stare. "Astronauts" i would tell him. It didn't take him long to learn that one. Then one day I asked him "What do you need to go to the moon?" Expecting him to say a spaceship which to me would be the obvious answer, so therefor I shouldn't have expected that. No he says "A helmet!" Of course, why didn't I think of that?
During the day Halen sometimes asks where the moony is. I tell him that it is sleeping, and that it only comes out at night. I guess this is not intirely true, but it is too complicated to explain, which means I will be questioned on my teachings at some point. One day we were driving along in the car and Halen starts yelling "the moony mommy, the moony". I simply say "oh no Halen the moon is sleeping, it is day time. The moon only comes out at night, right?" Halen alittle frustrated with me says "I see the moony". I look up at the sky and there it is. The moony up in the sky as clear and clear can be. Mommy has been proven wrong once again.
Halen also so has this book that is all about space. It is meant for much older children, but it is his favorite book. It talks all about the planets and stars etc. but all he cares about is the pictures of the astronaut's and the spaceship. He will bring the book over to me and say "read it mommy, read it" so i go to start to read it but he just stops me and says "arnots mommy?" So we turn to the page with the astronauts and we look at them sleeping, eating, walking on the moon and riding stationary bikes. I swear he is as happy as can be just looking at those pictures. Some nights I like to keep him up past his bed time just so he can look at the moon. Other nights when getting home late I'll look up at the crystal clear sky and think how much Halen would enjoy looking at the moon right now. It always brings a smile to my face. His fascination is still going strong, so it didn't take him long to decide that he will be dressing up as an astronaut for Halloween. We found the perfect costume and his dad found him the perfect helmet to go along with it. Papa brought home a small little telescope one day, and Halen was in heaven. He pulls it out and looks out the window, he says he can see arnots. A childs imagination is priceless.
So I guess this is it. I wanted to start writing a blog to share the little moments in life that make it all worth wile.
