Stargazers

A few nights ago, Sean had gone out and it was just us girls. We were doing the usual evening stuff which includes me trying to clean and tidy around Brooklyn and Rosie while they have one last swim in the imaginative pool, journey through the imaginative forest, class at the imaginative ballet school, ride on the imaginative pony, well, you get the idea. So I was focused on the never-ending mess when Brooklyn came and asked if we could go outside to look at the stars. It was getting really close to bedtime and stuff was everywhere. There were many reasons to say "no" to such a request. I mean, I even have the "it's a school night" excuse to pull out when needed, but the front door was open and I felt this perfect autumn breeze and before I knew it, I was saying "sure" and heading down the front steps.
We all laid on our backs and looked up at the prettiest sky full of stars I have seen in a long time. We talked about stars and constellations and our favourite star. Rosie suggested that we count them. We got to twenty and abandoned that plan. We laughed and snuggled, basking in the stillness of our street, the vastness of the universe and the treasure of moments exactly like this one.
Finally, it got a bit chilly on the grass so we came in and got ready for bed. As I was tucking Brook and Rosie in, before we thanked God for the stars, I thanked them for stargazing with me.
~Mandy