No touch the moon

So my daughter will be 2 in a few weeks.  Yes, the baby is no longer a baby; this is a hard place for me to be.  Still with her shedding the scales of infancy she is experimenting with toddler hood, individuality and her own wonderful personality.  We hear a lot of mirroring from daycare (where I also work)....." No touch.....time out Gavin (poor Gavin)......no touch the window."  Obviously there has been a lot of NO TOUCH in the young 2's room.  It's part and parcel of toddlers I know.

Still the best part was when last week, there was a glorious full moon beaming down on us as we got home after a particularly late evening.  Hannah was tired and ornery, John was tired and pissy and Jake was eager to get back to whatever electronic device had his soul at that time,,....(prolly his DS).  To calm Hannah I pointed to the moon: round, fat and shiny and tinny.  

Hannah's response...."No touch the moon!"  It evoked a bemused smile from me but I say it here, especially in light of the last few weeks we've had in this country.

Oh sweet heart, yes you can,...yes you can touch the moon and don't let anyone tell you otherwise....its not that far and it's not going to break!