Thanks to an episode of Sesame Street, my Katie has a new love of fireflies. They did an episode on how sad it was to keep them in jars. :( It made me question my whole childhood. Katie calls them "butterfyes!!!" and likes to yell the word at the top of her lungs. (Poor child can't say her Ls.)
Yesterday, we were playing in the livingroom and a sunbeam was coming in through the front door. She started yelling "butterfyes - butterfyes!!!" and grabbing at the sunbeam with a big smile on her face. I looked to see what she was doing.
Then I got depressed.
"No, honey. That's dust."
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About once a year, Uncle John would take an entire day to do some HEAVY cleaning on our house! I loved it!!!! Tell the kids that they are DUST BUNNIES!!!
That's cute, not depressing!!!
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