
My dad, aunt and I took LT to the Butterfly museum that is not far from my grandparents house in Dunstable. I wasn't sure how LT would respond, either he would love it or be afraid. He started out unsure of how he felt. He observed, as he does with most everything, for a long time.

And watched them fly around.

And watched.

And looked.

And then one flew and landed on him and we were done. He did, however, love the gift shop.
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