“Well, I guess that means we can’t see the stars, because we don’t have our own grass.” The moment I spoke the words, I saw how ridiculous they were.
Once we got back to our place, I laid out one of our blankets on the shared lawn. Li’l D rested his head on my tummy and we looked up on at the moon together.
“Yeah! And there are one two three four five six lotsa lotsa lotsa more stars!”
Turns out you don’t need your very own lawn to lay down and enjoy sharing the night sky with a little one.