We are trying our best to get our summer jump started a bit. We all ended up sick at one time or another in the past two weeks - 4 trips to the Dr, 1 trip to the ER, 5 trips to the pharmacy, lots of sleepless night, and an entire week of Shawn's sick leave used up. Then of course we were, and still are, coping with the sudden loss of our dear Aunt (thank you for your kind emails and posts). But as one knows, time stops not for little boys. So I have tried this week to get them back into the swing of things. Jackson starts real school in less than 2 months, so we have a lot to fit in over the next 8 weeks (including a big trip to Texas!). This week we managed 2 playdates with our amazing playgroup friends (I'm not sure what I would do without those amazing friends - they have lifted me up a great deal in the past few weeks), a much needed trip to the library, back into gymnastics for Jack, and we even fit in a very fun impromptu trip to the Butterfly Pavilion just North of Denver. We had always wanted to visit this unique little museum but never found the time to do so. A cancelled appointment left our Wednesday morning wide open and away we went. It WAS a long journey, but it was so worth it.
The museum is small - just 3 exhibit areas, but perfect for our little guys. They had an entire room dedicated to bugs, spiders and all things creepy-crawly. So much fun for my Spiderman-obsessed little men. Another small area was dedicated to all things swimmy -- including the opportunity for the boys to pet a Horseshoe Crab and a couple of Starfish as well. And finally, the pièce de résistance - the Butterflies themselves. This area was a huge greenhouse filled with the lushest of flora and fauna, and of course thousands upon thousands of the most beautiful, gorgeous butterflies you could ever imagine. Every shape and color and size was represented. Both Holden and I even had one land on us for a quick visit. The boys were absolutely mesmerized by the fluttery little friends, and honestly, so was I. It was a perfectly lovely way for us to spend our morning.... (that is until my eldest got mad about something and wacked me on the head with a rubber snake while I was driving and while he was strapped into his carseat...the day was kind of shot after that...but that is a story for another day...).