Justin’s (at the time) 2-year-old daughter decides to fight the moon
Justin: What about–?
Charlie: Fire is hot.
Justin: Fire is hot, that’s a great point. Salient and well-made.
Charlie: [singing] Mister sun, sun! Mister golden sun, please shine down on me!
Justin: Oh, the sun. [Charlie sings the same lines again] What do you think about the sun?
Charlie: It’s shining bright!
Justin: Mm-hmm. When does the sun come out?
Charlie: First–it–lights up the day!
Justin: And when does the moon come out?
Charlie: It’s at night.
Justin: What happens when the moon comes out during the day? [long pause] Now, I noticed you’re balling your fists up. What is that for?
Charlie: [long, high-pitched noise of consideration] Punch it!
Justin: You’re gonna punch the moon. [Charlie: Yeah!] Why?
Charlie: Because we’re knights!
Justin: We’re knights? [Charlie: Yeah.] Okay.
Charlie: Come on, Daddy, let’s fight the moon! [muffling sounds as she gets down]
Justin: Well. Um, I’m not sure we should fight the moon. It’s a very long way away. I’m–would– [Charlie babbles about the moon in the distance] Where’s the moon? Okay, she’s left the room. [Charlie makes punching sound effects in the distance] [Justin starts laughing] Can you punch the moon here, in the room with the microphone?
Charlie: [at a distance] Come on, Mommy!
Justin: Well, I guess that’s gonna do it for us. Um, is there anything else you’d like to say?
Charlie: Um…well. Look! Up there!
Justin: What do you see?
Charlie: On the bookshelf! [Justin: Uh-huh?] Look. There’s a present up there!
Justin: There’s a present up there? I don’t think so.
Charlie: Who is it?
Justin: You’re just…taking your headphones off now. Oh no, they’re falling apart. Okay, well let’s say goodbye. Say “bye-bye, Mommy.”
Charlie: Bye-bye, Mommy.
Sydnee: [at a slight distance] Bye-bye!
Charlie: Uh, that was a great podcast we did! Bye-bye, Daddy!
Justin: [laughing] Bye-bye, Charlie.
Charlie: We’re gonna punch the moon! [Justin bursts into laughter]
