Float like a butterfly. Sting like a...

Something of note happened to Cyd yesterday. We were all out at the house and had just finished lunch. I had a bottle of Dr. Pepper and the kids had wandered off with the lid. Cydnie came up and took a drink out of the bottle and then started spitting and threw the pop down on the ground. I said, "Cydnie..." (about throwing the pop down because it was right next to the electrician's power tools) and she said, "I sowwy but there a bee!!" And she started crying a little bit. I knew immediately what must have happened because there are always bees around the sweets we bring to the house. I didn't think it stung her, though, because she wasn't really hysterical like I thought someone would be if they got stung in the mouth. She just kind of wimpered and cried a little and walked around still trying to spit the bee out. It was really cute too because she was walking around saying, "STUPID bee!! Stupid bee!" A minute later when she was still spitting I told her to let me look at it. I pulled down her bottom lip and there was still a stinger with half a bee attached to her lip! Eww. That's enough to traumatize someone, don't you think?
It's a little swollen still but when I ask if I can look at it she says, "It bettew now." What a trooper. I got stung on the butt once and I complained for two weeks. (It really was horrible; it was in my bed and I sat on it. Then it swelled HUGE and itched terribly forever. My mom told me to put bleach on it--she had read that somewhere. So I did. Works like a charm...if it said it burns like nobody's business.) So! Two tips for the day: Don't drink something you don't look in first. And don't put bleach on your butt.

Have you been stung by a bee??
Have your kids?