Star of Tessa

I love that the sun has started setting at a more reasonable hour, because Tessa and I have gotten into the habit of sitting on our front step and watching the 'sun go to sleep'. She also likes to look at the stars, something she simply couldn't do in July when they came out at 10:30pm.

One of the last times we looked at stars, she asked how you could touch one. I simply told her that you had to fly way up high. Since she's pretty sure that Daddy is an airline pilot, she used her powers of deduction and very plainly asked Jeremy..."next time you fly da plane, can you get me a star please?"

So being the stud that he is, Jeremy swung by a Hallmark store while in Philadelphia this week and picked up this trinket to hang in her window. A 'real star' that is only hers.

Well done, Daddy.