“Nine children of the Sun, planets they are called.”
I was singing the song that my five-year old was taught in school to the three-year old.
“Mercury is the hottest one, Venus shining star,
Earth is the planet…..”
His glare told me that something was wrong.
“Why are you saying Venus is a star? You only told us Venus is a planet.”
Caught. In. A. Blind-Alley. No. Chance. Of. Escape.
“I’m sorry, baby. You are right Venus is a planet.”
How could I know he was processing the lyrics when he was supposed to be concentrating on the tune?