This morning, as I was brushing Carolyn’s hair, Anna was jumping from sunbeam to sunbeam in the hallway, clapping her hands as though to catch something in the air. She had a look of absolute delight on her face.
Me: Anna, what are you doing??
Anna: I’m trying to catch the air fuzzies!
I like “air fuzzies” much more than “dust motes”. It sounds less like I really need to vacuum. ;)
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