if i were a butterfly...

...i wouldn't have to catch one.

my beautiful, curly blond-haired 4 year old charge has requested mandatory butterfly hunts two consecutive days in a row. yesterday we caught one, which she swears was a moth so she let it go. we went again in the afternoon and every time we came close to one she raced after it, screaming, hands in the air. i suggested a different technique since we weren't getting close. today we walked for 3 hours and scoured every flower bed within a one and a half mile radius without a single spotting. i'm anticipating a fourth search tomorrow.

i think i'd rather send away for the caterpillars and watch them grow instead.