The Moon is Broken!

This is my one year old and me reading last night before we went to bed. I cherish these moments because they grow up so quick. Jeremy noticed the half moon last night and has been quite disturbed that it is broken. I told him it’s not broken. ‘It’s a half moon’ I said. I even called it a happy moon. He’s still bothered by it. This morning he woke me up by getting in my face and loudly saying ‘The moon broken Daddy.’ Good times.