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Flutter by Butterfly

While playing outside a couple of days ago, my son started screaming, "A butterfly! A butterfly!" I looked everywhere and saw no butterfly flying around. It took me awhile to see it myself since it just seemed to be resting for a moment. They spent a few minutes checking each other out while my son talked to it. "Hi butterfly. You're a pretty butterfly. Where you going butterfly?" I will never tire of such sweet conversations.
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