Planets

A week or two ago, Josh came in from taking out the trash and informed me that you really could see all of the planets in the sky. Did I want to see them? Not really, except now that he asked, I would be filled with regret that I had a chance to walk outside and see them and skipped it.

So we walked outside, but I didn’t have my glasses. Josh ran back in twice — one time returning with an empty case and the other time returning with the glasses I left next to my bed.

I put them on and stared at the sky. “That’s one,” he said. “And those three in a row are three planets.”

“No, they’re not,” I told him. “Those are part of Orion.”

Undeterred, he pointed to a bunch of other stars, declared them planets, and then admitted that he had no clue what he was talking about.

And that’s how we unknowingly saw the planets.