Air Fuzzies

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.  ;)