Wednesday, May 22, 2013

A Sad, Sad Tale

We released our butterflies last Thursday evening because we didn't want to become a funeral parlor they were ready to explore the world.  Our first, most fluttery butterfly, Cookie, was released first.  High into the air he flew, the sound of sweet freedom mingling with the cheers of celebration by its young caretakers below.

And then...

A bird swooped in and grabbed it out the air, gobbling it in one foul swoop.  

No joke.  It really happened.  

Matt and I looked at each other in shock, and Caleb was quite confused.

Once he realized what happened, he swore it wasn't Cookie--that one was actually Milk.  (Cookie was one of "his" butterflies!)

So, I will leave you with pictures of happier times with our winged friends...before the fluttery one got eaten by a bird in our backyard.


(Caleb is chewing "therapy gum" here, per the suggestion of our speech therapist.  He is missing a few speech sounds and she thought that this would help to strengthen his tongue and jaw muscles.  He's not arguing about doing "therapy" one bit...)



This is Cookie...right before she flew to her sudden death.


Is it terrible that all through the ordeal, "The Circle of Life" was running through my head?!

1 comment:

Raelyn said...

Julie....
I love that picture of Abby!! Her sweet face brought a smile to my face!! ;)
Caleb is not arguing about his "speech therapy"!! Crack. Me. Up!! ;-D
Sorry about Cookie!! :-(
"The Circle of Life" is now in my head, thank-you very much!! Hee, hee, hee.... ;-D
--Raelyn