As it turns out the fear of butterflies is genetic! Who would've figured? Earlier this evening Casey and I were out playing soccer when I remembered that Omama had purchased a butterfly net for Casey. I ran inside to get the net and Casey and I started our mission to find some butterflies. Casey had fun netting flowers and mommy. We searched all over for butterflies... and when we got to the ditch where we catch frogs we were in luck! There was a big, yellow and black butterfly perched on a rock. Casey promptly handed me the net (does he not realize that butterflies and I don't like each other?) and I tried to catch the butterfly... the bug flew right into Casey's face (sounds familiar) and Casey screamed and took off running! We chased the butterfly around the yard, and whenever we'd get close... the butterfly would fly at Casey and he would scream. We never caught the butterfly, but we had a blast chasing it around with Casey saying, "Oh butterfly... where are you?"
As it turns out the fear of butterflies is genetic! Who would've figured? Earlier this evening Casey and I were out playing soccer when I remembered that Omama had purchased a butterfly net for Casey. I ran inside to get the net and Casey and I started our mission to find some butterflies. Casey had fun netting flowers and mommy. We searched all over for butterflies... and when we got to the ditch where we catch frogs we were in luck! There was a big, yellow and black butterfly perched on a rock. Casey promptly handed me the net (does he not realize that butterflies and I don't like each other?) and I tried to catch the butterfly... the bug flew right into Casey's face (sounds familiar) and Casey screamed and took off running! We chased the butterfly around the yard, and whenever we'd get close... the butterfly would fly at Casey and he would scream. We never caught the butterfly, but we had a blast chasing it around with Casey saying, "Oh butterfly... where are you?" 
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