There was a monarch butterfly stuck in the headlight of my Jeep. When I picked Lillian up from preschool this is the conversation that followed:
Lillian, "There is a butterfly in your light"
Me, "I accidentally killed it"
Lillian, "You made it dead? Why? It was a nice butterfly!"
Me, "It was an accident. I was driving, he was flying and he didn't see me"
Lillian, "What? Did he not have EYES?"
Friday, October 30, 2009
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