Today after recess, we were counting our money and cashing it in. A little boy approached the table where my HS aide and I were being the bankers.
3GB: I have $1,898.
He hands me his money.
Me: DUDE! Your hands are filthy! Holy smokes...what did you play at recess?
He holds up his hands and giggles. And in case you didn't know it, there isn't anything that makes my heart melt faster than a giggly third grade boy. Oh my.
3GB: It's pixie dust!
3GB: It's pixie dust! (out of the side of his mouth) Also known as......DIRT!! We also made pixie dust angels at recess....you know like snow angels? Only in the dirt!
I just laugh. Laugh and laugh. All I can think is---his mom is going to die on this one. I wish I could tell you he was alone in this 'pixie dust' escapade. But it would be a lie--there were 4 of them.
And right now, I know that their mothers are seriously wondering how the bathtub got so dirty.
Pixie dust. Just sayin'.