While I was pregnant, there was a night when the moon was the closest to the earth than it will be again in. . .in, well, a long time. News report after news report suggested that we go outside and enjoy it. I was excited. But, being very pregnant, I was exhausted. I forgot about it, went to bed, and missed it.
I was really upset and so the next day Emma put all of these pieces of paper together and drew me a big, big moon. I love it. Sooooo thoughtful. She's a good girl.