“Is the moon made of cheese?” Hugo asked his sister. The two were star-gazing together.
“Of course not,” Rose replied. “How else would it shine?”
“I don’t know,” muttered Hugo.
“Well,” Rose continued, “the moon is made of fireflies. They use their light to make us moonlight.”
“I don’t think so,” Hugo replied. “I’m going to ask Mum.”
Going back into the house, Hugo asked his mother.
“Well,” Hermione started, “it’s made of several elements, including…”
“How do they the make the moon light up?” Hugo asked.
“It’s a complex process, starting with…”
Hugo sighed. He’d never understand these things.