I’m sorry but I’m blogging this story almost instantly after it happened because I can’t stop replaying it in my head and laughing to myself.
So, there is this really cool exhibit that happens every spring where they release thousands of butterflies in a tent and kids can go feed, hold, and watch these beautiful creatures. It sounds almost romantic, doesn’t it?
It really was….until the end.
First of all, just to give you an idea…you walk in and butterflies are everywhere and some will land on your head. My friend had about 20 all flapping their wings on her head because she was wearing a bright pink bandana. It’s hard not to laugh but amazing at the same time!
The first thing they told me when we bought tickets was that my baby-toddler was supposed to stay in my arms….ya, right. That didn’t last. He was loving chasing and holding all these creatures! I was trying so hard to make sure he was being careful and good. And he was….for the most part.
(this is him feeding a butterfly from a distance.)
He loved holding them, so as I was trying to get him to hold still for a sec so I could take a beautiful butterfly picture. (First time mom over here!)
Next thing I know, he grasps tight to both sides of the wings with 2 hands and YANKS the wings completely off this poor butterfly! It was morbid. I almost was in tears.
And if that wasn’t bad enough, 2 seconds after that we went to another part of the tent and somehow managed to knock down an entire wall of flowers that had hundreds of butterflies all perched up on them. (Are. You. Kidding!?) We made the biggest scene. It’s one of those moments where you want to just get out of your own body because it made this huge crash and everyone looked at my kid like he was the world’s biggest nature murderer!
I died. I just stared at the mess we made with dirt, flowers, and butterflies everywhere just waiting for some handcuffs to be placed around my wrists from a security cop. One sweet lady (who was probably a mom) started instantly helping me put flowers back and looked at me and said, “You know, stuff like this happens. Don’t you even worry.”
We left the exhibit shortly after.
Moral of the story:
1. Don’t pull the wings off of butterflies.
2. Be nice to the mom who wants to climb out of her own skin whether it’s because of a tantrum, mess, or if her child just destroyed a butterfly exhibit. We’ve all been there. And if you haven’t been there yet, when it does happen…I’ll be the one to help you pick up your flowers.