I told the boys they could fall asleep in our bed tonight, and we'd wake them at 10 for the eclipse. 10:01 on the nose, Dave and I walk upstairs to get the boys (who had been excited to see an "orange moon).
"Ben, Ben" I said, gently rubbing his shoulder. "Do you want to see the eclipse?"
He stares at me -- no, through me -- as if he is still asleep.
He saids, "No, thanks."
At least he was polite about it all, I guess.
We did carry him downstairs and propped him up at the window to see it. I think he saw it for .345 seconds before closing his eyes again.
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