For reasons unknown to us, JR's daycare has decided to stray from their usual curriculum this month and study outer space. Every day, JR learns about a new planet or star. They are learning a song that apparently is sung to the tune of "Mary Had a Little Lamb" but has lyrics that begin "There are 9 Planets..." He is soaking this new knowledge up. We're treated to random comments about the latest factoid. "Mom, my teacher Kate says a shooting star is a comet."
Caillou on Demand this month is featuring the Starry Sky episode, so we are not watching any other TV (or video). Just "Caillou at the planetarium, Mom."
So this afternoon we decided to treat JR to his own planetarium visit. His reaction was just what we hoped and the excited "OOOOOHHHHH!" popping out of his mouth each time he turned a new corner in the museum is exactly the comment that reminds a parent why we got into this mess in the first place.
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