To the moon, Mommy!

I took the kids to see Matt's concert last night in Council Bluffs. On our way home Gabby saw the moon out her window and the following conversation ensued:

Gabby: Mommy, look! I see the moon!

Me: I see the moon too Gabby. What color is the moon?

G: White

Me: Very good Gabby.

G: It's too bad we can't decorate the moon.

Me: What kind of decorations do you want to put on the moon?

G: Colorful balls and bows and stars and all kinds of beautiful things. How can we get to the moon momma?

Me: Sorry baby but we can't reach the moon. It's too high.

G: We can go to the moon if we have a rocket like Little Einsteins.

Me: We can pretend that Mommy's Acadia is a rocket.

G: Okay Captain Mommy, to the moon!