One of the things that I miss the most about living in Michigan is being able to see the stars at night. Every night, our old dog Charlie and I would walk outside and admire God's twinkling lights. They always reminded me of just how big the universe really is and that life is wonderful and mysterious.
Last night I got a bee in my bonnet and wanted to bring the stars to our new home. So after Baby Chuck went to sleep I spent the night
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| cutting out stars from old cereal boxes |
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| and painting them. |
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| As you can probably guess, it took quite a bit of time. |
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| Then I lay my new galaxy out to dry |
Now where should I put my new nighttime sky?
