The case of the missing moon

Barrett's imagination has become very active recently which makes for a lot of fun each day. Today we were swinging and he wanted to go "big high" as usual. I obliged and pushed him as high as the little swing would go. He smiled and squealed. Then he did his surprise face--you know it well if you spend any time around Bear--and said..."wow,Mommy. That was reawy (really) high. I touched the moon." I laughed and played along. "You did?" Barrett: "Uh huh, I did. I did touch the moon. I popped the moon." I just laughed and smiled. It is round like a balloon. He popped the moon over and over. SO, if you don't spy the moon out tonight..Barrett popped it :)