Meijer Gardens in Grand Rapids: pretty cool place. The butterfly exhibit was neat-o, except we weren't allowed to touch the butterflies.
And none of them would land on us.
Maybe my smile and hair (it was humid in there) frightened them away.
I was trying to get Anne to smile better. Any guesses why she thinks a toothless smile is prettier than a toothy one? Or why Claire doesn't even bother?
Anne really misses her grandparents. Mr. and Mrs. Meijer were a pretty good substitute.
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