What will she say next...

The morning sun shines through my french door. As I feed the baby this morning, my daughter turns and exclaims,"Look Mommy, wow, catch them, catch them !!" What she was catching was the dust and probably dog danger that looked like a glistening mist. She asked me what it was and I told her this..."That is special pixie dust, and someday ooohhh maybe, someday a beautiful fairy with a wand made of microfiber will come and clean up all the sparkles that are set on the furniture every night.