My absolute favorite moment of the day came as I was moving clothes from the washer to the drier. Suddenly I heard Georgia squealing with delight and giggling hysterically. I peaked around the corner to see her dancing in a ray of setting sunlight trying in vain to catch a hold of the dust motes being kicked up by her prancing. When she saw me watching her she demanded, "Mommy what are these!?" Well, right then they were magic.
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Precious, priceless moments are the best! Your words make it magical!
You captured that perfectly....MAGIC! (When some of us Mom's would launch into the issues of dust...ahem.)
What a lovely lovely story!
Thanks Claudine. Yes, in the case dust was our friend!
Great post! I love how you used your words. I would go one step further and say 'fairy dust'! Hope you are feeling better.
SO awesome. The last time I heard delighted squealing and someone saying "Mama what ARE these?!" it turned out Graham had found a box of feminine hygiene products.
An all too familiar story in our house too! :-) I tried sucking them up in the vacuum the other day, lol, dust always wins gal-dangit!
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