Mr. Wonderful was outside playing with the kids one quiet afternoon when all of the sudden I heard:
"Honey! GET OUT HERE NOW!"
SCREAM! WAIL! CRY! SCREECH!
I was sure A lost a limb or an eye or something
(she certainly hadn't lost her head since she was screaming at the top of her lungs)
"I GOT BIT BY A BUZZY BEEEEEEEEEEEEEE AHHHHHHHH"
Poor little lamb! I scooped her up and carried her inside to inspect the sting.
I kept asking her to point to where she got hurt and she was just pointing at her foot and screaming and wailing...and I don't know much about stings and all I did know was that baking soda helps something or other so I make batch of baking soda paste and well, you'll see...
I'm not sure I've ever used that much baking soda before or whether or not it accomplished anything but after a few minutes she was less screamy and more smiley
(although that might have had something to do with the ice pop I gave her for her sadness)
(not funny haha funny coincidental)
because when I was three I got my first bee sting on the bottom of my foot too!
We must be related or something =)