Mum pointed out the moon in the sky tonight. I looked at it because I like the moon and I showed it to Felix. He likes the moon too. Then I had some ideas about the moon which I told to Mum and Dad and Felix:

If you could hold on to a kite you could go high up in the sky, very very high, and then pick up the moon and put it into a bag. Then a bird could go fly, fly, fly up high and if it had hands it could take the moon or if it couldn’t reach the moon it could go to a moon shop where there would be lots of cheaper moons.

Mum and Dad listened very carefully to my story. I think they liked it. Felix didn’t listen though, he just pointed at the moon and said “moon! moon!” But that’s OK because he’s only little.