Bristel: Mommy, can we go outside and look at the moon? It's aaaamazing tonight!
Trevor: Trevor, go too???
Me: I go too and yes
Bristel: Trevor, who made the moon?
Me: Trevor, who made the stars?
Bristel: melts into a puddle of giggles.
Trevor (because he can’t resist a good giggle): Pooooooooop?
Me: Now you’re just being silly.
Trevy: grins and giggles like a fool