So I'm going to pretend that it hasn't been ages since my last post, and I'm not going to even attempt to catch you up on all that has happened in the last several months, but just do a regular, run-of-the-mill slice of our life. Here goes:
We (okay, Micah) ordered some caterpillars from the interwebs, and received them in the mail. We watched the caterpillars eat their caterpillar food for a few days, then - voila! - they became chrysalises! As per the enclosed instructions, we carefully moved the chrysalises to the "butterfly garden" habitat and waited patiently for the butterflies to appear. And appear they did! We fed our little "painted ladies" (that was the particular species, apparently) sugar water for a few days, and then released them into the wilds of Utah county (photos follow). But there was one little butterfly that was unable to fly away. He (or she - I have no idea) had a bad wing. It looked like part of the wing had just broken off, possibly when he came out of his chrysalis. So we decided to keep him and care for him and name him Nemo.
It seems like there's a lesson somewhere in there about the cycle of life, or respecting all of God's creatures, even those that are very small. I won't elaborate on that. I'll leave it to you, dear Reader, to take away whatever message you choose.
And now the promised pictures:
