My son asked for the moon today.
I couldn’t reprimand the love of my life for placing impossible demands. And I couldn’t get the moon either. Lightning struck, in the form of a mythological tale I had heard in childhood.
And I got the moon for him – in the mirror. I just had to turn the mirror around to face the window, and pull the curtains open. Now, he wanted to touch it. Poor me!
My husband interjected,
“The most beautiful person in the world is your mother. Just touch her face, son! You would have touched the moon.”
Touche!
(100 words)

Oh my…what a lovely story!
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Thanks, Dawn 😊
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Aww. The parents are wise enough to satiate the boy’s curiosity in the most wonderful manner.
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Thanks, Meha!
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Lucky child to have two wise parents. Sweet story.
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Thank you so much!
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Lovely story, Reena.
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Thank you, Jilly!
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Lovely story.
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Thanks so much, Lisa!
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Wise husband … nice story!!
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Lucky wife 🙂 Thanks!
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A touching tale – literally! Delightful Reena
Click to read my FriFic tale!
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Thank you so much!
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Lovely just lovely.
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Thank you so much!
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Aww! You are asking the mirror the right question, “who is the prettiest of them all?”
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Mom 🙂
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So sweet.
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🙂
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Reena, I love how your stories are teachable moments. This one is beautiful. Well done.
Susan
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Thank you so much, Susan!
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