Often times at night I tell my girls a story from my life. This particular night I told my daughters a story of when I saw the biggest shooting star I had ever seen. It traveled half way across the sky, lit up the entire sky and had a tail colored with greens, oranges and purples… it was quite spectacular.
My daughters were really intrigued. The next night I was giving Hayley (child 2, age 3) a kiss good night and she asked.
“Daddy will you tell me the gun story?”
I was pretty confused and asked what story that was.
“The story when you were shooting the star.”