Today's conversation: Stars

"Stars?" Rye asked, looking at the limp string of lights across the mantle.

"Yes, they look like stars. Would you like mommy to turn the lights on?"

Rye looked at the Christmas tree.

"Dark," he said. Yesterday we had talked about how it was dark outside, but you could see downtown glittering in the distance.

"I'll turn the lights on, on the tree. One, two, three, GO!"

When the lights went on, Rye grinned.

"Stars," he said.

About a half hour later, he was eating Os in his special stool at the counter. He pointed to one of the wall tiles that has a sun painted on it.

"Stars," he said, touching the tile. And we talked about how the bright sun was a star in the sky that was really close.

And he happily finished his Os.

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