Visited with the little one the butterfly house, and it was pure magic. As soon as we walked in, we were surrounded by fluttering wings in every color imaginable. My child’s eyes lit up with wonder, pointing excitedly at each butterfly that flew by. We stood still, letting the delicate creatures land on our shoulders and hands, marveling at their intricate patterns. The air was filled with the soft hum of wings and the sweet scent of flowers. It was one of those moments where time slows down, and you just soak in the simple joy of being together. We left with big smiles, a few pictures, and a memory we’ll both cherish.