We were driving in the car to my mom’s house which is only about five blocks away. It was about 6:30 in the evening and you could see the moon.

Braxton: “Mom, I see the moon.”

Me: “I do to.”

Braxton: “Mom, the moon is broken.” (It was a half moon.)

Me: “It is?”

Braxton: “Yep!”

Jayden: “Mom, where is the moon’s mom to fix him?”

Me: “What mom?”

Jayden: “The moon has a mom, where is she?”

Me: “No the moon doesn’t have a mom it is just a moon.”

Jayden and Braxton: “Why?”

Me: “Because not everything has to have a mom. The moon is just the moon and it doesn’t have a mom.”

It was all I could to to not laugh while trying to come up with some answer that would satisfy the twins.