Mike put MJ down tonight, so I could go out. When I got home he reported the following conversation, which took place between the two of them just before MJ went to sleep:
Mike: “Night night, my love.”
MJ: “Night night. Daddy?”
MJ: “Why is there night?”
Mike: “Well…why do you think there is?”
MJ (after a long pause): “Because the planet earth spins away from the sun and then it’s dark?”
My work here is done. I can finally cook those onions. And start working on my radio waves demonstration. I’m thinking some kind of squiggly pasta might fit the bill…?