Cute story told by my mom:
So, I was walking with Isabelle the other evening when she started pointing to the sky and saying "Isa touch moon." I just smiled. Then she climbed on a bench thinking she was closer. She really wanted to touch the moon... Finally, she put her hand on the back of the bench and started jumping (all of 2 inches high)... reaching for the moon. I am not sure that she was convinced even after jumping that it was out of reach. Who knows. Maybe one day she will touch the moon.