The Best Part of Night

Walking back home from dinner tonight a conversation between Annabel and I:

"Do you know what the best part of night is, Daddy?"
"Taking a bath?" I asked.
"No," she said.
"Reading a story?" I asked.
"No," she said.
"Cuddling up with your animals?" I asked.
"No," she said.
"Your Dreams?" asked Kristin.
"No," she said.
"We give up."
"It's the black sky!" She said, looking up. "And all the stars and twinkling dots."
"That is a good part." I said.
"Daddy?" she asked.
"Yeah?"
"Look at that red star! Thats unusual!" she said.
"Oh, thats not a star. Thats a red light on top of a tower right here in San Francisco" I explained.

She thought about it for a second.

"I think its a red star." She said.


This photo is from a restaurant in Des Moines called "Teacups and Tiarras". I did not attend the luncheon, but apparently you get to pick a hat before sitting down. Some nice choices!