March 1996

He squeezes his lips together and goes pshkffffffffffffffffffffshhhhhhhhhhh.
He knows martians comes from Mars and are green, but aliens can be purple.
His little fingers can almost touch the moon in the sky.
My little brother is going to be an Astonaut.

He laughs at the Calvin and Hobbes strips about Spaceman Spiff.

He knows light is really fast because Dad says that's why his shadow is always right behind him.

He scrunches his eyes real tight and gets ready for blast-off. My little brother is going to be an Astonaut.

He knows its more exciting if ten comes first and one comes last.

He made my parents get satellite instead of cable, because that's what it's all about. He drinks upside-down through his twisty straw, because they have to do that. My little brother is going to be an Astonaut.

His pajamas are covered with lots of planets with little rings around them.
His ties himself to his bed because you never know when you might drift away.
His favorite lucky charm is the shooting star because that's the really lukcy one.
My little brother is going to be an Astonaut.