Thursday, September 29, 2011
So, while we were at Bear Lake, I walked by Kaydon who was on the ground and asked him what he was doing... He informed me that he was giving a butterfly CPR. And, sure enough, yes he was! He was holding a deader-than-dead butterfly and was giving it mouth-to-mouth. I told him to get his mouth off of the dead butterfly. He told me that he couldn't do that... he told me that he was blowing into it to give it air so it could breathe. I was disgusted by the fact that my child had a dead butterfly up to his lips, breathing into it... until I thought about it more last night, almost a week later. Isn't that the point? Isn't the point of this life that we help each other out when we need it? Isn't the point that when we can't stand on our own, we help each other stand? Isn't the point that we do hard things in order to help each other? Good job, KK!!!