This morning I was working inside when I heard a loud, piercing cry!
There was a lot of screaming and carrying on going upstairs, so naturally I ran as quick as I could to see what all the commotion was.
It was our second bee attack in less than two weeks!
To cheer up his mood and take his mind off the brutal attack, Kaitlin insisted that we take him to the swimming pool. She even insisted on swimming "by i-self" so as not to put any additional strain on Daddy's hand. (I think that was her intention, anyways....)