On the driveway there was a butterfly, dead I assume because it wasn't moving and it's wings were flapping in the wind.
Isabel sees the butterfly and says "Ahhh look at the butterfly"
Emma sees the butterfly and gives it a big STOMP.
Isabel: Uhh, she killed it.
Me: No I think it was dead
Isabel: No, she did it.
Emma: (Fled the scene on foot)