The other night The Soccer Dad was putting out the trash when he called out to us from the front yard.
"Wow! Check out the moon!"
It was just breath-taking! Full and round and golden in color...it was just becoming fully visible over the treetops. [Try as I might, I was unable to take a picture of it. I really ought to see if my father is still willing to give up his old (and currently not-being-used) 35mm camera.]
Both girls ran outside to look at the moon, and Little Girl exclaimed, "It looks just like the Eucharist!!!"
I've noticed that my daughters have this very Catholic worldview, and it comes through strongly with Little Girl, especially. One night, I'd been drinking a glass of wine. Little Girl snuggled in close, gave me a kiss, and murmered happily, "Mmmmm...your breath smells like Jesus!"