The Butterfly Whisperer

Occasionally you have those moments. I had one today walking on our treadmill that faces out into our backyard. The children where outside literally chasing butterflies that fluttered by.

Grace, my "Butterfly Whisperer" had her pointer finger and arm extended. Her mouth, singing a song that I couldn't hear from indoors, as she watched the butterflies flying closely around her. Her hope being that a butterfly would be soothed by her siren song and come and land on her finger. She never gives up. I watched her as she persisted for 10 minutes with constant song trying to attract her fluttering friends.

It is just that small moment that makes you smile, and admire a little 5 year old. A free spirit, trying patiently to capture another free spirit.