Flying Rocks and The Moon

Vienna is obsessed with the moon. Seriously. She talks about it at least five times a day. At lunch. When we go outside. In the car...

She saw the moon the other night while we were driving and got extremely excited about it. When it got out of her view she asked where it had gone and we told her it was hiding behind the trees. In which, we've had several conversations since then where she informs me that the moon hides behind the trees.

Then today I had an interesting little conversation with her while we were playing outside, it went something like this:


V: "Moon, dark?"

Me: "Yes, the moon comes out when its dark."

V: "Why?"

Me: "Because it glows in the dark, so it has to be dark outside to see it."

V: "Up high."

Me: "MmmHmm."

V: "Big tree, up high." (pointing to a tree in our yard.)

Me: "Is that tree so big?" (trying to avoid more 'moon' questions.)

V: "Uh-huh." (Pauses, squats down and intently studies the tree.) "Mommy. Fly?"

Me: (confused) "You want to fly?"

V: "Uh-huh. Fly. Big tree, up high."

She trots over to a pile of rocks she had been collecting and grabs two of the larger ones and hands one to me.

V: "Mommy. Rock, back." (As she holds the rock behind her back...instructing me to do the same.)

I obliged.

V: (with the rock still behind her back she studies the tree again and squats once more.) "Rock, back. Fly tree high....aaaaand JUMP!" (As she jumped with all of her might.) "FLY!!"

I can't help but wonder if she thought she found a magical rock that was going to make her fly up high to the trees so she could see the moon...

Haha--gotta love toddler conversations and imagination. :)