I can't remember exactly when this was.. clearly a nice day... I had back on a day that I picked Khai up from preschool and as we got out of the car to come into the house, Khai came upon this.. butterfly? moth? I obviously don't know the difference here. Either way, it was dead and it broke Khai's heart when he saw it. He is usually scared to touch bugs or anything of the sort, but he picked this butterfly/moth up and he cried. He cried!! I can't say how I felt.. I was a mix of sad for him, proud of him for being such a big compassionate heart, and just wanted to scoop him up and kiss and hug him all over.
