Last night, my eight-year-old son was supposed to do some star gazing for a school project. Unfortunately, the weather was not very cooperative. A thick blanket of clouds covered the sky.
"Bubba," I said. "You're not going to be able to see anything tonight."
He stared up at the sky. "Oh yes I can, Mama. I have x-ray vision!"
I laughed at the little man. "Really?"
"Yeah." He pointed to a spot over the trees. "The moon is right over there," he said.
I looked at the spot. I didn't see anything. "Are you sure about that?"
He nodded. "Just keep watching."
I did. And guess what? The clouds cleared for a brief nanosecond, and the moon appeared right where he said it would.
I guess the kid really does have x-ray vision!