Bee-sy Morning

This morning I woke up with a stiff, sore back, nothing I couldn’t live with but knew to take it easy. I planned on doing very little and just playing with my guys. The morning started off really well, Crash was doing much better (the last two days he was a cranky, clingy, teething boy). We were having lots of fun and giggles were plentiful. The load of laundry had finished washing, our cue to go outside and have some fun.

I was putting Crash in his swim trunks, because water play is inevitable, when I heard Danger screaming from the kitchen. Run in to find him sprawled out on the tile face first. I knew he hit his head. I calmed him down and started to worry. Usually once he stops crying, he wants to get right back to playing, but he just laid on me. I called my husband who just told me to monitor him for a bit, at which time he finally starts to liven back up and I notice the giant egg forming on his forehead. He seemed back to normal and we changed into our swim trunks.

(I should note that the above came with a heavy dose of mommy guilt. I had given him an ice cube to eat and he slipped in the water from the cube.)

We finally headed outside, where I could clearly see something was wrong in the garden. Tomato hornworms were on the attack, my tomatoes and peppers look horrible. They are so hard to get rid of because they are so hard to see and they seem to multiply like bunnies. I quickly hung the laundry on the line and started hunting caterpillars while the boys played.

I was working in my large garden bed when I heard Danger crying right behind me. I spin around to see a bee fly off and immediately started looking him over. He was holding his hand funny and didn’t want me to look at it, so naturally that is where I kept looking. I didn’t see anything, I hadn’t been stung before so I called my husband and asked if the stingers were easy to spot, he said they were. I then assumed he hadn’t been stung but maybe had just twisted his hand funny. I went to set him down and saw something on his side that look kind of fuzzy/goopy and tried to brush it off him. It was the stinger, the poor guy had been stung. We went inside removed the stinger, cleaned him up, and put a bandaid on it. He was now acting fine and I was relieved.

They had their lunch and are now napping. I sure hope the day improves after nap.