Cruciferous, cosmic mommy

Declan and I ate at the dining room table tonight. He likes dinner best this way, and seemed particularly thrilled that we had exactly the same things on our plates.

Then he pointed his fork at me and made the following observation:

“You like broccoli, cauliflower and Carl Sagan.”

“And what do you like?” I asked him.

“I only like Venus.”

Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.
— Carl Sagan

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