August 21, 2014

*Is puts her hand on my arm*

“Mom…”
“A chicken spoon. You know the chicken spoon?”
“The one from this morning?”
“Yes.”
“Uh, okay…”
“Anyway, I want to tell you that they become forever butterflies.”

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