Right out our back window, we had the perfect view of the lunar eclipse tonight. Less perfect, is the camera I have to catch it on.
When I told my almost 4-year-old that the next time it happens, he'll be 6-years old, he got visibly upset and said, "I don't want to be 6-years-old, I want to be three." Me too, little man.
What's truly comforting is knowing that the next time it occurs, our family of five will be together.
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