Can you give me the moon?

During my confinement month, Hubby did a lot of reassurance outings with Victoria which are short trips out at night after work, to buy bread, do banking, pump petrol, see train, see neighbourhood dogs or even for a short drive. Victoria knows how to "take advantage" of her daddy by asking for chocolate biscuits, cream buns, ice cream and other goodies from her daddy during such trips.

However, during one trip, Victoria asked her daddy while daddy was driving. It was only the two of them, and she touches daddy's face, asking "Daddy, do you love me?" Of course Daddy said yes. He loves her dearly. And the little girl replied, "Then daddy, can you take the moon for me?" (Coincidently, we have a musical toy for William which used to be hers, in the shape of a moon. She'd sometimes be possessive over this toy). Thinking that she meant the musical moon, Hubby said, "Of course, but the moon is at home."

Victoria then said, "No daddy... I want the moon... up there!" She pointed to the sky. Ahhh... and Daddy said (with the heart melting), "Victoria, if Daddy can take the moon for you from the sky, Daddy will. But it's too high up, and nobody can reach the moon."

Daddy told me this when he came home. I was surprised she asked this. But just to be cheeky, I added... "Hubby, if she wants the moon... I want the stars"

:)