Counting the moon(s)

I think I would have been around 6 years old and my brother 7 years.
I'd stand in the garden in the front of the house and my brother would be in the backyard.

" A***a , there's a moon here. I can see it " , I'd yell, looking up at the night sky.

And my brother would shout to me from the backyard,
"OH! There's one here ALSO. I can see one here as well !!"

:) Happy days, those were...