The other day I was standing in the sunlight by the patio door and my husband said to me, "I never noticed that shirt had sparkles on it before." My sparkle-shirt wearing days have long passed and I wondered what in the heck he was talking about but I just pretended like I knew and nodded like, "Duh, don't you pay attention?!" and went on my merry way.
A little while later my daughter said, "Hey, why is there glitter on your shirt?"
Are these people on acid?
The boy had a cold and gook was just pouring out of his face and evidently when baby snot dries on a knit t-shirt it gets shiney and sparkley. Awesome.