Butterfly game

Temp +5, gusty wild wind, wet

The fine weather of the weekend is a distant memory, and I am slightly filled with the longing for warmer, stable weather and lighter evenings, and some green vegetation. Although, I suspect we may be a few months off on that one. In the mean time, life goes on and we are filling our days with painting, baking, barnehage, doctors appointments, a play date and a birthday party.

The said party was a huge success, it was probably the prettiest, most 'themed' party I have ever been to. Everything was 'Hello Kitty'. Naomi had such a nice time.

Among the party games was this really fun game involving a little elephant with a long nose that spat out butterflies, each of the girls held a net and the aim was to catch the falling butterflies. The two eldest girls picked up the idea straight away and stood right up close with their nets stretched up high to catch the butterflies (pretty successfully). My darling daughter stood solemnly clutching her net in slight bemusement, obviously thinking ever so hard about having butterflies in her net- just not really worked out how. She stood very still. Several goes later and birthday mum popped a butterfly in her net, much to her delight. It was a bitter-sweet sight, and I have pondered it since the party. I knew how she felt..