We have a print of Starry Night in our basement. Meg declared a week before our trip that she would not go into the basement and look at the print because she wanted to fully prepare herself for seeing the original. When we arrived at the fifth floor of MOMA, she was prepared. She pulled out a sketchbook and borrowed a pen. She gently worked her way to the front of the crowd that stood around Starry Night and then sat herself on the floor and began to sketch the masterpiece to the best of her 6-year-old ability.