With Butterfly Wings

She was a butterfly for Halloween. A beautiful monarch butterfly. The rush from the holiday has worn off, but she still asked if she could put her wings on for bed tonight.

“So I can fly with butterfly wings in my dreams.”

She curled her long body into my arms and asked me to tell her a story about her and a butterfly. I started sentences, she ended them.  I am a terrible story teller so it was boring and choppy but I made it fun by starting sentences and letting her finish them. The butterfly landed on her nose.

Afternoons and evenings at home can be quite the challenge, trying to combine what needs to be done with what she wants to do – be a kid.  She talks a lot, bounces a lot, has a lot of energy. A lot of days end with frustration.

Not today. This day ended with understanding a little girl’s desire to fly free in butterfly wings.

Blogged for Tuesdays Unwrapped at Chatting at the Sky.

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