Emma got a package from her Grammy this week full of birthday goodies. There was a small bag of hair clips with tiny little butterflies and lady bugs on them. Emma is somewhat prone to destruction, thus resulting in the untimely death of a few of said butterflies. I rescued the rest and hid them for future use.
This evening Aubrey found one of the poor sad, broken little butterflies and said:
UH-OH! Who breaked this Momma?! Daddy didn’t break this, did he Momma?
Me: Nope.
Aubrey: YOU didn’t break this…did you Momma?
Me: Nope.
Aubrey: You know who’s REAAALLLLY good at breaking stuff? EMMA!
Good call.
