Today's sunset is at 4:21. And the days are still getting shorter! Sigh. I must acknowledge that this is one of the hardest things about living in Boston, and yet I've discovered that my skills at finding the positives are getting stronger.
A couple weeks ago, the little boy wanted to play outside after getting home. It was 4:45, and although not quite dark, the sun had set and the darkness was on its way. We stayed outside for a bit, and as we were walking towards the house, he pointed out the moon. He is completely enamored with the moon and loves when he can see it. Then he said, "Oooh, look! A star!" Now, he's seen the moon many times before, particularly because the moon is often out during the day. But I realized that he hadn't seen a real star in the sky before. In the summer, he was usually in bed, or at least the bath, by the time the sun went down. It's possible he could've seen one last winter, but he certainly couldn't vocalize it at that point. So we sat outside a few more minutes to look at the sky, and I realized there are many worse things than a little early moonlight.
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