Fill it up
In Turkey, when the moon is full, you open your purse and repeat three times – Fill It Up, Fill It Up, Fill It Up. Tonight, for the full moon, I sat with Tin in my lap, feeding him a bottle as we watched the full moon and the golden halo around it and said what my mother used to say to me when I was his age, “I see the moon, the moon sees me, God bless the moon, and God bless me.”