My adorable little trio came running in the house screaming for me the other day. This typically means one of two things: someone is hurt or someone has to pee.

Shockingly, this time it was neither! They were so excited to show me something. If I’m being honest, I figured it was a mess they made (they get pretty proud of their messes). But instead, they brought me to a beautiful butterfly which wasn’t currently able to fly. They were so sweet and gentle with it. And with a lot of patience, they even got to hold the butterfly. It had a damp wing, which eventually dried enough for it to fly away.

I almost teared up at how happy they were for the butterfly that it flew. My rough and tumble boys can be so sweet.