Maisie and I were getting ready to head out the door. At least, I was getting ready, when I looked over at her she was standing still slowly moving her hands through the beam of sunshine coming into the room. She said she was "catching spiders*". I wasn't sure what she meant until I realized there were lots of bits of fuzz and dust dancing in the sunlight.

*At the moment she uses the word "spider" to refer to any small insect.