About three weeks ago we were 'camping' at my parents cabin. We were arrogant enough to eat fruit on the back deck, despite the two wasps nests. Promptly one of the critters came for Kenny's banana. Naturally, Kenny freaked out and shook his hand, causing the wasp to react and sting him. Much screaming ensued. The whole family made for the house and my father destroyed the wasps nests. Kenny refused to come outside again and instead watched a movie with a cold compress on his hand. He recovered in a couple of hours with no harm done.
Yesterday we went grocery shopping. While we were unloading the car the boys went to the back yard to play. They were having so much fun that we left them out there once we were done.
Mike and I were just settling down and going to pick a movie when Kenny and Alex started screaming. The boys worked their way to the house while Mike worked his way up the stairs. Kenny had been stung again, this time on his eyelid. Alex was extremely distressed at Kenny's state of panic.
So our relaxing afternoon disappeared. Kenny curled up on Daddy's lap to watch a movie while I made up a cold compress. Recovery this time is going much slower. It wasn't 'till this morning that Ken stopped complaining of pain and would let us touch his forehead and nose. He also has the most beautiful shiner.
The swelling had stared to go down by the time we took this picture. Poor kid.
3 comments:
Yes, this is a true story. No, I didn't punch him in the eye.
oooh! poor little guy!
It's a good thing he's not allergic to stings. Poor baby.
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