At bedtime tonight Daughter was gazing out the window at the Waning Gibbous and twinkly stars that hung brightly in the sky, and she said in an awe-filled voice, "Mommy, that looks like outer space!" She has a thing for Outer Space ever since seeing the "Are You My Neighbor?" Veggie Tales video. Here's how the rest of the conversation went:
Me: "Well, it IS outerspace, Sweetie Pie!"
Daughter: "Well then why aren't there any space ships out there?"
Me: "There are, but they are so far away that you can't see them!"
Daughter: "How far away is it? Is it as far as Mexico?"
Me: (Wondering where my precocious barely three-year-old learned about Mexico) "How far away do you think Mexico is?"
Daughter: "It's really far. It's as far as the park by Grandpa and Grandma's house!"
For the record, I have no idea where the Mexico thing came from...I didn't even know she knew that Mexico existed. And the park by Grandpa and Grandma's is roughly 12 miles away. Apparently when you are barely three years old, the concept of distance to places like the park, Mexico, and Outer Space feels about the same.