Ah yes, I still have a blog! We have been stressed and busy lately and this no nap thing has me thrown. I don’t get when I am supposed to sit and stare at the wall with my computer in my lap now?
Another big milestone happened in B’s life last night. He got his first bee sting. I’m actually surprised it took this long since our yard is completely swarmed (haha) with bees. We have also seen 4 inch spiders, 4 foot snakes, and a coyote, but I digress. Anyways, he got stung on his foot and immediately started screaming and reaching for me. I stayed totally calm under pressure by frantically searching him for hives and telling G that he was hyperventilating and we needed to rush him to the ER. I guess he was actually just crying and that’s why he was breathing funny, whatever.
Prior to the incident, B really liked bees. He talks about how they make honey for him and they go bzzzzz, so I was really curious to see what his emotional reaction would be to this slight from a perceived friend. Later on that night he told us that the bumblebee gave him a hug and then flew away to make honey for him????? Is that evidence of a kind, forgiving nature? Or is he setting himself up for abusive relationships?