Fiona told me all about it when they got home. They were on their walk and spotted a butterfly "with orange wings. and with black wings." (read: painted lady butterfly) There was a garbage truck coming and "we rescued it. Otherwise, it be smooshed." She told me how the biggest kid J gently picked up the butterfly and carried it home. The story ended with "we were superheroes!" - said with as much excitement as her 2-year-old being has.
I also learned all about the "salty water" (sugar water) that they mixed up for their new pet. And how it was "yucky for me. I like regular water. but the butterfly really likes it." It was one of the longest conversations we've had about a daycare event. So fun!
Today, we got a note and a picture from daycare ... with the subject "Butterfly Funeral."
Sometimes those superhero gigs just don't work out.
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