A week or so ago, William told me (very randomly) that butterflies make butter. And he knew this because our 7 year old neighbor friend, Hannah, had told him this. And Hannah knows EVERYTHING. She even knows more than his older and wiser mom.
He would NOT believe me when I told him that butter did NOT come from butterflies. It was made from cream, from milk, that comes from cows. He insisted that butterflies made butter. In a way, it kinda makes sense - why else would they be called BUTTERflies?
So Rick had the great idea that we should teach the kids how to make butter and let them make some on their own.
So here's a picture of the kids with their little jars, shaking and shaking the cream, watching it turn into butter, leaving behind the buttermilk (which we used to make buttermilk pancakes!)
You can see the butter on a little plate in front on them.