The celestial activity in our backyard has been very busy lately.  This weekend:

Ella, who wants to be a spy, and who concived and executed 35 valentines in code, then made and distributed 35 spy puzzles to her classmates; who requests to do her homework in code (said request denied); who gets a coded note in her lunch; who carries her casebook everywhere in order to take notes on…well, if I told you I’d have to kill you…decided this video was worthy of a special convening of the 1st grade spy club.  She has examined it frame by frame about 100 times, and sent it to her colleagues.  She has built a scale model from tin foil and a plastic bottle top; drawn a graphical map of ship/purple light/moment of disappearance; collected clues, including an asparagus-like branch; sketched a possible alien life form; written a list of clues; and surmised a theory, “They might come back, who knows? The asparagis might have been  from the ship cause the ship runs on food?  And it fell from the light.”

The case remains open.

Finn, the shaman-astronaut responded more simply.  At breakfast the following day, he announced that he had a dream in which “a lot, a lot of alien spaceships came into our backyard and they landed right in our BACKYARD!”

“How many were there,” I asked.

“A MILLION!” he said, his eyes flying saucer-wide.

“What did they look like?”

“They alien spaceships were all different colors. And they landed in our backyard, all of them, and the  aliens came out!”

“What did the aliens look like?”

“Oh. Mom.  They were same colors as the spaceships, and then they came out and they were REALLY NICE.  They gave us presents!”

In case you were wondering, they brought us all got rocket ships.



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