Meteors and Child Chatter

Last night and early this morning was the peak of the Leonid Meteor Shower this year. Turned out to be mostly a bust from our point of view, except for the child chatter Matt and I were privy to as we sat on the deck looking up at the night sky with great anticipation. We had Sam and Serafina out with us, and neither was interested in the quiet, almost reverent attitude some of us adults like to assume while stargazing. They chatted up a storm. And it was all (well, mostly all) related to the event. How big stars are. How hot they are. What planet is that? Mars is closer, you know. Are there more than 35 stars? More then 100? More than a thousand?!?!?! That’s just another plane; I wonder where it’s going. Mrs. Anderson said… No I’m not cold, not as cold as the moon. Is the lit side warmer?

The evening was pretty cool (in more ways than one). And, as is often the case, the best and most memorable parts were but tangentially related to the main event.