This morning Isaac came into the living room to show me what he had in his hand. He opened them up and he looked and saw that there was nothing there. Being somewhat baffled, he said, "I'll go get some more." I was curious to see if he was getting into something he wasn't supposed to get into, like the Lysol disinfectant spray that ended up sanitizing my entire bedroom, bed, dressers and floor last week, which still smells great by the way. So I quietly followed and there he was, standing in the sun beams of the morning light coming through my bedroom window collecting, with both hands, the dust particles in the air. It was one of the cutest things ever! What a beautiful mind.