Conversation ensues within our family when we went for a late night bliss walk in the park nearby. Little William look at the moon over head and ask,
“Papa, why is the moon following us?”
Wife quickly answer, “Want to see whether William is going home.”
I pause a while and said, “The moon is protecting our journey home.”
"I, good boy." answer little Bill
This reminded me of what my parent told me when I was a little boy. The moon can cut your ear if you point at it. You must chant an apology. The journey got lighter back.