Remember summer evenings lying in the grass looking up at the moon? I have done this with the boys a few times and it is a memory I will cherish and I know they will too...Love doing this with our boys!

Remember summer evenings lying in the grass looking up at the moon? I have done this with the boys a few times and it is a memory I will cherish and I know they will too...Love doing this with our boys!

“    The moon, who is caprice itself, looked through the window while you were sleeping in your cradle, and said to herself: ‘I like this child.’    And softly she decended her staircase of clouds and, noislessly, passed through the window-panes. Then she stretched herself out over you with the supple tenderness of a mother, and laid down her colors on your face. Ever since, the pupils of your eyes have remained green and your cheeks unusually pale. It was while comtemplating this vistor…

“ The moon, who is caprice itself, looked through the window while you were sleeping in your cradle, and said to herself: ‘I like this child.’ And softly she decended her staircase of clouds and, noislessly, passed through the window-panes. Then she stretched herself out over you with the supple tenderness of a mother, and laid down her colors on your face. Ever since, the pupils of your eyes have remained green and your cheeks unusually pale. It was while comtemplating this vistor…

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