Shouting at the moon

Today as I was parking the car by our house, coming home from creche, D started yelling – he does that sometimes, these loud yells, just earsplitting and seemingly random, like mainly for the exhilaration of being loud? I told him it was too loud for my ears,  too loud for the car, so loud it might even be heard on the moon. He was pretty excited by this idea and I said “should we go into the garden and you can be loud outside then when we go in we’ll be quiet?” It was still light, but the moon had just appeared, a narrow crescent, sitting right above the hedge by the side of the house. He stood ready, looking up at the moon. Then he took a deep breath and said:


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