Ava just loves the butterfly house, so we visited again today. We were last there about a month ago. She fell in love with a peacock butterfly that she dubbed "my sweetheart." Over the past few weeks she's wondered how her "sweetheart" is fairing at the butterfly house. "I really hope my sweetheart didn't die!" (When we were there we did notice quite a few deceased butterflies...lead to discussions on the relatively short lifespan of butterflies.) So, we went again today to check on her sweetheart. She's convinced she saw him. Who am I to tell her otherwise? It's a really beautiful place. Check it out if you are in the area.