Dusty

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I hate dusting.  Like hate it.  Despise it.  I find cleaning relaxing and enjoyable but dusting…blech!

I forced myself to dust today.  Why?  Cooper pointed out dust webs that the sun was shining on from the corner of ceiling and wall.  Then Ella proceeded to hand our friend who came to visit “dust webs” she pretended (at least I am hoping they were pretend particles she kept handing over) to pick off the wall for probably a good 5 minutes.  Way to be humbled by a toddler.

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