A couple of years ago, there was another Supermoon. Princess (my daughter who is now 14) and Buddy (my son who is now 11) had a very different interpretation as to what a Supermoon is.
Back in 2012, as we were driving to school, the DJ on the radio said that he would be back in a moment with information on how and when to see the Supermoon. Princess looked at me with horror on her face.
“Supermoon? Really?” she said.
“Yes,” I said. And then I explained how not only was there a full moon Saturday, but it was going to occur as the moon passed closest to the Earth so it was going to appear HUGE in the evening sky. She looked relieved.
Turns out, she thought that the DJ was advertising a large gathering of people showing their butts. Sort of a Guinness World Record of mooning. Naturally, she was appalled that they would advertise this, much less organize it.
Buddy, however, was disappointed that we couldn’t attend.