I've got an idea for how to get the moon into my dark brown wooden wheelbarrow. It's nice and old and has one wheel and they used to pull me around in there, but tomorrow I think the moon will fit in it. We could give it to someone nice, but I think I would want to give it to you. Or we could just bring it to play in the yard for awhile, and run through the sprinklers with the moon, you and I.

We'd have to get it back, and I've got a plan for that too, but you'll have to bring those chairs from the kitchen.