Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Take That!

On this, day 727 of Garrett's young life, he ended up on the losing side of the battle with a bee.

We went to the pool by my parents house and, at the very end of our time there, a bee landed on the side of his head. Being that he is four days shy of two years old, he didn't exactly know not to whack it with his hand. Needless to say, his little hand is a bit on the swollen side. But he's forgotten all about it.

And tomorrow he will come face to face with a very large mouse and discover, for the first time, The Magic Kingdom...


  1. My son is 4 1/2 and somehow has managed to never get stung by a bee. Ya. GO figure.

  2. That bee he threw a rock at earlier in the day must have sent out a mass message for other bees to look for Little G. What are the odds that the day I try to explain they can sometimes cause "owies" he gets stung?