"At night everything looks different," I said.
"You can't see houses, but you can see the lights from the windows," Jared added.
We looked at the sky, a few stars, a plane, pinkish clouds. The power has been back on for weeks, and again our stars hide behind the milky haze of distant lights - Montgomery Township High School, Route 206...
I watched Beren, distracted by thoughts of what he might be thinking, of when he might go to bed tonight having had such a late nap, of what would I do if he became lost in the dark.
As our eyes adjusted, Beren dropped our hands and searched the leaves at the edge of the lane. He handed me one, a beech leaf, and Jared another.
He had not signed up for this course, he protested, but the lecture continued. He received a failing grade and was whisked back to the house.
Friends of ours also have a two year old. Their daughter was recently observed running across a wet parking lot in her socks. Shoes? No dice.
"I have another pair of socks for her," her mom said, watching her spouse dash after the toddler.
It's not easy dressing a young child.