The other night over dinner my 3 year old daughter, Li'l A, looked at me and asked "Daddy, after dinner can we go outside and see the big pot in the sky?"
Several weeks earlier, we had all gone outside after dark and stared up through our binoculars at the moon, the stars, various aircraft, etc. We discussed the constellations, those we could see at the time (not many), and other important world-changing issues. We talked about the Big Dipper, which we in Earth's northern hemisphere can see pretty much year-round, except for certain times of the night, and this was one of those times. So, several weeks later, my brilliant and cute daughter asks to see it again, in her own very bright 3 year old way.